Saturday morning...
I was coming home from an errand and there's my two Labs trotting down the middle of the road. ??? Come to find out they had chewed a hole in their enclosure large enough to let a bull calf through. They have a ramp off the porch to a huge enclosed area and had made the hole under the ramp where I couldn't see it - but I digress...
So usual Saturday morning, I'm running around like mad. Off I go for another errand and here's my black lab back out in the road! What? Stop the car... call him.... he flattens out in the road and crawls toward me. That's not my dog..... come here boy, you lost? Open the door in the back of the car and he jumps in. Emaciated, stinky.... very timid..... stop at the new neighbors who just let their dogs run and ask if they're missing their black lab.... yeah, he's mine, visual confirmation. This dog curled back his lips and growled at the 'owner'. Wouldn't get out of the car.... just this low rumble coming out of him.... the 'owner' backs up and won't take custody of the dog. I'm thinking this is probably a good thing..... if the dog had gone with her I would have been on the phone to animal control with an abuse report. This poor animal had been harshly treated at best from the looks of him and his actions....
Long story short.... took the folks at the shelter about 20 minutes to coax him out of my car... poor sweetie.... he wasn't agressive - scared and reluctant would be more like it... I got scolded for putting him in my car to begin with. Well yeah.... in retrospect I guess. But I couldn't just let him keep running... and I didn't have any place to contain him until animal control could be called. Certainly wasn't going to put him in with my labs.... and he couldn't stay in teh car indefinitely....
I guess this is another testament to hard times being even harder on 'pets'.
I was coming home from an errand and there's my two Labs trotting down the middle of the road. ??? Come to find out they had chewed a hole in their enclosure large enough to let a bull calf through. They have a ramp off the porch to a huge enclosed area and had made the hole under the ramp where I couldn't see it - but I digress...
So usual Saturday morning, I'm running around like mad. Off I go for another errand and here's my black lab back out in the road! What? Stop the car... call him.... he flattens out in the road and crawls toward me. That's not my dog..... come here boy, you lost? Open the door in the back of the car and he jumps in. Emaciated, stinky.... very timid..... stop at the new neighbors who just let their dogs run and ask if they're missing their black lab.... yeah, he's mine, visual confirmation. This dog curled back his lips and growled at the 'owner'. Wouldn't get out of the car.... just this low rumble coming out of him.... the 'owner' backs up and won't take custody of the dog. I'm thinking this is probably a good thing..... if the dog had gone with her I would have been on the phone to animal control with an abuse report. This poor animal had been harshly treated at best from the looks of him and his actions....
Long story short.... took the folks at the shelter about 20 minutes to coax him out of my car... poor sweetie.... he wasn't agressive - scared and reluctant would be more like it... I got scolded for putting him in my car to begin with. Well yeah.... in retrospect I guess. But I couldn't just let him keep running... and I didn't have any place to contain him until animal control could be called. Certainly wasn't going to put him in with my labs.... and he couldn't stay in teh car indefinitely....
I guess this is another testament to hard times being even harder on 'pets'.
