Our idiot dog took off last night, chain attached and all. We looked for him, but he was no where to be found. My thought was someone found him and brought him in since it was cold and late. He has tags with our number on it. I was expecting the call I got this morning, but not quite the way it happened.
On the other end was not a nearby neighbor asking us to come get the dog, but the Humane Society telling me I can pay a $40 “return to owner” fee when I drive all the way to the next town to get him.
In what mind was it easier to drive 15 miles with a dog than to call the phone number on his handy little tag? Also? His chain is not with him. Which means that not only do I have to load up a sick baby, drive across town, and pay $40, I also get to buy a new chain and stake.
Just for clarification, she picked up not only his ass, but his entire being from the not so local Humane Society—not before she locked her keys in the car in the parking lot, though.
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Thanks for pointing that out, dear.
The Humane Society is like the saddest place on earth.
I didn’t know you had a dog!! How has that never come up?
15 miles? Sounds like somebody thought they had themselves a new dog, then changed their mind and let it out by the humane society.
I’ve bailed more than one mutt out of jail over the years (we had a sheltie that used to “defend” our apartments from the UPS man)