To the rescue!
We (my mother and I carpool) were on our way to work this morning, in the left-hand turn lane at Imperial and Biola, when a dog went running across Imperial Hwy, right in front of us. Luckily, there were some construction workers on the corner, and the dog ran right to them. One of the guys was petting it. So we pulled up to the corner where they were and I told one of the guys that I'd take the dog. The dog was so friendly, it came running right at me, and leg me grab its collar, and even let me put it in the car.
The dog's name is Toki, and there was a tag with the phone number and address. We called and no one answered, so I left a message saying we would call back to arrange dropping the dog off. We drove back to my mom's and put the dog in the backyard. It started trying to get out as soon as I let go of it. So we had to put it on a leash in the backyard. Poor thing. It looks a lot like a fox. My mom says it looks like a a Finnish Spitz, but I think that's not quite right. The Spitz is a bit too puffy. Honestly, I think the dog looks like a Dingo, although that seems less likely.
I'm actually sad the dog had a dog tag on. My mom got so excited when she saw the stray. My dad said, "No more dogs," when Clyde died. He was too attached to Clyde. But my dad's health has really been going downhill, and I think some kind of companionship during the day would be good for him, since he's retired and doesn't do a lot during the day. My mom and I have devised a plan: when we find a stray, bring it home. If the dog stays a while while we look for the owners, my dad might become attached to the dog, and if we never find the owners, he might allow it to stay permanently.
That's the plan. Now we just need to find a stray with no tags. Last month I spent half an hour running after a dog on La Mirada Blvd. Heh heh. Understand, the sick part is that my mom and I would do this even if we didn't want a dog. We just feel so sorry for the strays. I can't stand thinking about a dog getting run over in the road.
Posted by wendytime at July 21, 2004 11:24 AM | TrackBackIf I had known I would have offered my grandparent's dog. My aunt has her now though, although i don't think they really want her - they just felt obligated to keep her. Anyway, she's old and probably won't live for more than a year or two longer. And grandma didn't even remember the dogs name when she saw her last. But I've rambled enough. If I see a stray dog, I'll catch it for you!
Posted by: Wendy on July 21, 2004 04:55 PM