Scrumpty

and STILL catching up (this story is from last saturday when I was still in the Dakota of the northern variety!):

My roomie Erin and I were driving home from a party at a friend's house on Friday night, going towards N. Washington, which is one of the busier streets in GF (for all of you who aren't familiar), when we saw a dog almost get schmucked by a car (pizza delivery people are insane!). Being the animal lovers we are, we pulled into a little parking lot to see if it had any tags on and when we called it over, she just hopped right into Erin's car and onto my lap! She was a pug and didn't have a collar or any ID tags on at all, so we decided to drive back to our friend's house to see if she needed any water (mistake #1). Turns out she was just fine, so we drove back the area we found her in to see if anyone was out looking for her. After not having any luck, we came up with the brilliant idea of dropping her off to see if she would just take off for home (mistake #2). We would let her get out, wait a little bit, and start to drive away to see if she would go in a certain direction. We did that about 3 times and maybe because this dog was crazy or because it was 1:30 am, it was the funniest thing in the world. She just kept following the car when we drove away (maybe because I kept looking back..mistake #3!), so we took her back to our apt. for the night. She was really friendly, kinda obsessive-compulsive about sleeping on the couch with me (mistake #4!...dog hair everywhere!!!!).

In the morning, I tried the drop-off routine one more time, but again without luck. I took her to the pet haven known as Petco (haa!) and got her food and such. The manager suggested calling the Po-po dept to see if anyone had called in a missing dog, and sure enough, this particular dog was "missing". I called the #'s I got and dropped her off. Turns out the guy had taken the dog out for a drive, decided to stop at Hugo's, and left the window open on his truck. And surprise of surprises, the dog jumped out. I have some opinions for this man, but those are better left unsaid. THe dog's name turned out to be China (big, manly wrestler lady, anyone??), but Erin and I named her Scrumpty. Beautiful, I know. We did get $10 and mucho dog hair out of the deal. Maybe dog hair sweaters will be the next big thing. Scrumpty will live on in our hearts...or something like that.