Who you gonna call?

John and I are becoming the neighborhood’s animal rescue league.  First, the cat.  Second, Max.

Meet Max

Max was adorable.  I think he’s a Pomeranian, though much bigger than Chanel was (John thinks between 10 and 20 lbs).  Unlike the cat, our dogs got along with him just fine.  (They didn’t try to eat him.)

Hanging out

We saw him sniffing around a couple of the neighbors’ houses, so when we went out to run that morning, we kept an eye out for him.  We spotted him at the bottom of the hill and spent the next 25 minutes or so chasing him EVERYWHERE.  John finally caught him with the help of a friendly woman in a totally different part of the neighborhood, and I met him at home (I couldn’t keep up (I’m SLOW) and lost them when they took a turn towards home while I was still around another corner).  Luckily, Max was wearing a collar with tags, so we left a couple of messages for his owners and got a call back within a couple of hours.  The woman who came to pick him up said they were out looking for him ’cause he runs off all the time.  That’s why they put their phone number on his tag.  A better solution?  Leash your damn dog!  You know he’s a runner, so keep him on a leash!  What is wrong with pet owners in my neighborhood?


  1. Zannah

    What do you do when you can’t come up with anything coherent in response? Besides troll the opinion pages of online newspapers?

  2. Zannah

    Tokenblogger, that kind of escape is something I understand. Roxy’s done that to us a couple of times, and it’s frustrating, but we do what we can to keep it from happening (make sure the door is latched, keep her inside the fence or on a leash, etc), and I’m sure you do, too. The impression I got from this woman was that they take the dog out off leash on purpose regularly, and he often runs off. If he can’t be trusted not to run off when he’s outside, keep him leashed. You know?

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