Puppy is now in the possession of the Plano Animal Shelter. It seemed like a nice place…I hope he finds his future family there.
It’s been a dismal weekend. Lots of peanut butter chocolate sammiches in the future.
Scratch that. Unhappiness = no eating.
…see Puppy eat a wall. Yes, Puppy has developed a taste for drywall…as there is now a hole in my laundry room that he has chewed through. /sigh
Nobody has stepped up to claim the pup. I had him posted on SPCA’s PetNet but no luck in finding his owner. Most likely the fellow has been dumped/abandoned. Given today’s economic climate, this seems likeliest. It’s a tough time to be homeless, and tougher for a homeless animal. I just wish I could find this guy a good home…and get back some much need sleep and productivity. Meanwhile, it’s still been a pleasure watching another puppy grow up under my roof, even though he is a little pee monster.
Little known fact: after 72 hours, the lost pet becomes the finder’s responsibility. So apparently I am now the proud new owner of a furry poop machine. He’s lucky he’s so darned cute.
Puppy (that’s what I call him) still has not found his owner. To recap his story: I found him on the greenbelt next to the pond at my apartments. He sat next to the rail by the creek and he would occasionally approach joggers and beg for some loving. He tried to approach me when I had my pups out for a walk, but Doogie and Dandy were immediately on the defensive and warned him off. I decided at that point to shorten my morning walk and put up the dogs. I went back with a leash and brought Puppy home with me. Gave him food and water then gated him in the kitchen with Doogie before going into work.
When I got home for dinner, Puppy and Doogie seemed to have gotten along. At least, Puppy was still intact. 😀 He followed reasonably well during our evening walk, even elicited some attention from passersby. He was definitely in a playful mood…running and jumping on everything
Needless to say Puppy still hasn’t found his humans and has been rather enjoying his stay in Casa D-Duo. The management staff at the apartments don’t recognize him and neither did the vet’s office up the road. No microchip…and no flyers advertising a lost pup. I’ve begun my search online to see if somebody might have posted about him. Interesting to see many
sites for missing pets.
I don’t need another furkid…do I?
Found a lost pup on my morning jog. Cute thing, but I just can’t keep him.
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