(lost) animal magnetism
This is what happens when you are lost-animal magnets. These little cuties were out for a stroll, no collars/tags, on a busy road near the park where we were tonight. They were going to be smushed, eventually. Thankfully they are super-friendly little dogs and came when they were whistled at, and got in the car when invited (or very gullible little dogs, I guess).
We waited around, but no owners showed up. So then we drove around the neighborhood for an hour or so. Asked everyone we saw; no one recognized them. They’d obviously not been lost long — they were not starving, their paws are soft, and they’ve obviously just come from the groomer or been bathed and clipped at home. They are very clean and extremely sweet.
So, they are at our house until we find their owner, or until we find a rescue. I’m hoping the owners are just gone for Easter and will come home tomorrow, find the craigslist ad we posted (or call the police, to whom we will report them tomorrow) and come claim them. Because we can’t keep them, and we can’t get attached to them! Noooo! Maybe they’re microchipped. (note to self: have Thomas microchipped)
Thomas demonstrated, however, that he will be just fine with dogs. He puffed up huge, made a lot of noise, but other than that wasn’t terribly alarmed until the little one started barking at him. So he is in the office for the night, the dogs are snoring on the couch, and Terri, Katie and I are in the bedroom. I’m exhausted.
But there was no way we were going to let this little cutie spend the night out, waiting to get smushed on the road!