Busy day, and dogs
Apr. 1st, 2017 10:51 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
I am going to need to process some shit regarding my mom, and process it a lot. But I'll save that for another day and tell a nice little story.
Today I caught a stray dog in the dog park. This little Yorkie was following Abbie around, annoying her, sniffing her rear, etc. He didn't seem to have an owner. I asked around and no one recognized the dog, and he didn't have a collar. The Yorkie followed us to the gate (I intended to go get my phone and call animal control). He followed us into the "airlock" (double gates), so I threw my coat over him and picked him up. Someone lent me a leash and we looped it over his head.
He was a little snot in the car, trying to bother Abbie (who rides in the back seat). I kept one hand on his leash and made him sit in the front. He got dirt everywhere.
I thought I could just drop him at the Humane Society and leave, since I was on a short schedule. I had to get across town to the Barrymore by 4:45. Well, the HS was super busy. There was a dog out in the animal admitting area so I had to wait. But strangely, the Yorkie calmed down once I had him on the leash and walking. He was friendly and nice. I also had to fill out a little bit of paperwork. Finally I dropped him off and went home to drop Abbie off. Abbie was pretty annoyed and stressed at this point but I figure she'll get over it!
Then I buzzed through Arby's to get a sandwhich real quick and drove to the Barrymore. I was late but JUST on time to sit down before the movie started. I had a weird moment outside the theater where I shook the hand of some judge who was campaigning, and I thought she wasn't going to let my hand go. She's an old lady but she squashed my hand kind hard. Whatever, I'll still vote for her.
So then I went to see a documentary about Ferguson and sat through the super awkward Q and A. Whew! That was a packed-full day. And I also went to comics club!
eta: the Yorkie was adopted from the humane society in late April. :D
Today I caught a stray dog in the dog park. This little Yorkie was following Abbie around, annoying her, sniffing her rear, etc. He didn't seem to have an owner. I asked around and no one recognized the dog, and he didn't have a collar. The Yorkie followed us to the gate (I intended to go get my phone and call animal control). He followed us into the "airlock" (double gates), so I threw my coat over him and picked him up. Someone lent me a leash and we looped it over his head.
He was a little snot in the car, trying to bother Abbie (who rides in the back seat). I kept one hand on his leash and made him sit in the front. He got dirt everywhere.
I thought I could just drop him at the Humane Society and leave, since I was on a short schedule. I had to get across town to the Barrymore by 4:45. Well, the HS was super busy. There was a dog out in the animal admitting area so I had to wait. But strangely, the Yorkie calmed down once I had him on the leash and walking. He was friendly and nice. I also had to fill out a little bit of paperwork. Finally I dropped him off and went home to drop Abbie off. Abbie was pretty annoyed and stressed at this point but I figure she'll get over it!
Then I buzzed through Arby's to get a sandwhich real quick and drove to the Barrymore. I was late but JUST on time to sit down before the movie started. I had a weird moment outside the theater where I shook the hand of some judge who was campaigning, and I thought she wasn't going to let my hand go. She's an old lady but she squashed my hand kind hard. Whatever, I'll still vote for her.
So then I went to see a documentary about Ferguson and sat through the super awkward Q and A. Whew! That was a packed-full day. And I also went to comics club!
eta: the Yorkie was adopted from the humane society in late April. :D
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Date: 2017-04-02 05:15 am (UTC)here for you when/if you need to talk about the stuff regarding your mom. <3
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Date: 2017-04-02 06:54 am (UTC)Thank you <333
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Date: 2017-04-04 03:34 am (UTC)I called back and told her that from her description of the dog, it was CLEARLY not a stray! It was someone's pet, lost and confused, by all means take it to the shelter, because that's the place they'll come looking. And in fact, the dog was back with its owner by the next morning. The owners were in the process of moving, had spent the night with a friend, and the dog got loose and went exploring and then couldn't find its way back because it was on strange territory.
You find a cat, it's frequently yours. Stray dogs are usually just misplaced. (At least in the midwest. Apparently the south still has a dog oversupply -- but shelters in Minneapolis literally send vans down to Missouri to load up full of dogs from the overcrowded shelters and bring them up here to meet demand.)
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Date: 2017-04-24 08:35 pm (UTC)But random strays in urban and suburban areas generally just got loose. Though a random stray in a dog park, like, inside the gates, does suggest abandonment. (And even "just got loose" dogs can be abandoned if the owners don't care to pick them up.)