Hardy Har!

So, as I was sitting down yesterday afternoon to blog away, there was a knock at the door (and set a big brown and a little white dog a barking promptly). Three youngsters and a young lab pup (sans collar) were at our door. "This dog keeps following us and won't leave us alone" they stated with pleading eyes, as if to say please take this responsibility off our playing hands. So of coarse, Crystal and I take in the pup as the schmucks we are and so the course of our day had be altered. Now what? Ah, it's Sunday and most shelters and vets are closed so no one to get an ID chip scan from...okay google help me on this one...yes! There is a humane society 30 minutes away and they are open! Sweet, I'm on my way. Come on Blondie let's who your Dagwood is. About half way there Crystal calls me, she's found the daddy of Blondie, whom is actually named Dolci. So I turn around and head towards his home. After a very happy reunion I point the Fit to our home. Good deed done.

After wondering why this kids chose our door out all the doors within the apartment complex, Crystal enlightened me. One of the kids was the family of a little dachshund that we had found wandering around the courtyard on Saturday. We of coarse took "lil' bit" in, luckily she had a harness with her name and number embroidered on it. This case was not a mystery so much as a waiting game. So now that is two good deeds in two days, I sure hope this was a fluke and not a pattern! Asha and Crystal = Animal Rescue? No thank you! I have enough hats to wear!