As soon as I opened the door he bolted in. I had to tug him back outside by his leather collar, that has NO tags! I then procede to evaluate his condition. Bones showing through, walks like he has arthritis in his hips, red saggy eyes, and black bumps on his snout. So my conclusion: old, abandoned, diseased dog that someone dumped in the desert to die. But he didn't die, he found my house! So I called the humane society, but they don't pick up. I called Animal control, but they said they couldn't guarentee capture (like he is so hard to catch, he sleeps all day on my doorstep). I would take him in myself but there is a $40 drop off fee, and he isn't even my dog!
Well my heart went out to the poor guy, so I got him a bowl of water, well it was LOVE after that, at least for him. He now resides on our doorstep, hardly letting us in and out of the house without wanting a pet, or to be let in. He also tries to jump in our cars to come with us when we leave. He alerts us of people who pull into the driveway. He adores Lyla. He croons songs in the morning when he awakes. He sits when told to sit. He really is quite loveable... so I fed him a hot dog, and some oatmeal because that was all I had. Until today, when my Grandmother insisted on buying dogfood.
Now, I know he can't stay. Besides he would need a good scrub down, and deworming, and full work up at a vet clinic... $$$$! I guess we will just have to find him a good home... Anybody?? Or wait patiently until animal control actually comes out to get him.
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It sounds like this dog has adopted you! Have you named him yet?
No name yet, we don't want to get too attached... especially since I posted found dog listings on craigslist, in the newspaper, and with all the animal shelters in town!
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