I posted last week about a dumped dog in my rural neighborhood, which I never could catch. Hope he found someone to take good care of him. Tonight as my dad and I stopped at the Casey's (gas station) after dinner, there was a little aussie mix dog at the door, trying to get in, going up to everyone and looking very hopeful. The staff said he'd been there for a few hours and had nearly gotten hit a few times. He was dirty and thin, and, well, I couldn't leave him there. I gave my name and number to the girl working in case anyone was missing him--which I seriously doubt. He's intact, no collar, and has fleas. I got him home, bathed him, treated with frontline, dewormed and fed him, found him a collar, and got him set up in a crate for the night. Man, it's been so long since I've had a puppy. This guy is less than a year, very sweet, but has a lot of energy. Keep your fingers crossed that someone wants him, 'cause I've already got 3 dogs (and they are NOT happy to have such a young interloper on the scene, yet again). Here's his mugshot.