Houseguests

I know, I'm totally crazy for posting three blog posts in one afternoon. But I finally have the time to write, may as well do it now right?

Saturday around 5:30pm or so, we finally made it back from visiting my mom in the hospital and I walked across the street to get our mail. Just as I'm about to approach the mailbox, I see three dogs run down the street, around the corner from my house. Two of the dogs, the ones that were doing the chasing, came back and laid down on one of my neighbor's lawns. I immediately called Matt to tell him there were dogs outside then I saw a little kid sitting on his porch. I asked if they were his dogs.

"No."

I asked if he knew where the dogs came from.

"No."

Okie dokie. So I headed inside to put my purse down and grab some treats, see if they were friendly and if I could get close enough to see any tags. When I returned with the treats the dogs were gone. The boy said they got outside our circle and we found them a little ways away. With some serious luring with treats, and getting yelled at by many neighbors for not having my dogs on leashes and letting them roam people's yards when I clearly didn't have control over them (to which I yelled "THEY'RE NOT MY DOGS! I'M TRYING TO GET THEM TO MY HOUSE SO I CAN SEE IF THEY HAVE OWNERS". Buttheads. They seemed sweet, but clearly had been walking for a while and needed shade, water, some food and a nice place to sleep. I have no problem sharing my yard with dogs who need some shelter, so they stayed. Our neighbor said he saw the dogs early that morning, so they had been walking for at least a day.

We had an extra water bowl so we filled it up with water and let them sleep for the night. I started calling everyone I knew who might live in the area to spread the word that we had found dogs and Animal Control was closed, so we couldn't get them scanned or picked up.

Sunday morning, I got to work. I had made a flier the night before so we could post them around the neighborhood and Matt was great and put them on all the mailboxes. Unfortunately it was Saturday evening, people probably wouldn't be checking their mail til Monday afternoon. It was a warm, sunny day which is wonderful unless you're a dog with lots of hair. Matt and I had talked about buying some sort of covering for the backyard anyway, so this finally gave us the push to buy an inexpensive pop-up tent. You can see they're shaded in the picture above. Happy boys!

So no calls about these boys. There is a vet down the street who is willing to scan the dogs for free, so we're going to take the German Shepherd down there this afternoon. Not sure how he'll handle being in the car, but he should be easier than taking the lab, so we'll take just him and hopefully he has a microchip that can tell us where his owners are. If not, we're going to have to call Animal Control tomorrow and have them picked up.

Those of you who know me might understand just how hard it is for me to let go of a German Shepherd. These boys are not neutered, so we'd have to get that done if we adopted them, and who knows what their health is like. The lab is a little chubby while the German Shepherd is a little skinny, but we can't really tell how old they are either. I'm guessing the lab is about 5, German Shepherd is about 1-1.5. Both calm as can be. Not trained, but that can be fixed.

Wish me luck, this won't be easy considering the emotional state I'm in at the moment...