Littlest Hobo

I wasn't able to get anything done last night because we had the sweetest visitor.  Our neighbour stopped by on her way home from walking her dog after she had found a stray dog that kept running onto the road.  She was afraid it would be hit by a vehicle, so she managed to wrangle it into her car to be safe.  She stopped by because, "Tom knows all the dogs in the neighbourhood."  That makes me laugh so hard because he does.

But we didn't know this one.  And Animal Control wouldn't come get it until we had put a collar and leash on it as "it wasn't under control."  Umm, isn't that kind of in your name?

But we have several spare collars and leashes so that wasn't a problem. While we waited for them to show up we took pictures of the sweet girl in case we needed to put up flyers.  How darling is this face?

She was such a good dog - didn't bark, didn't growl, just wagged her tail and followed us wherever we led her.

Animal control did finally come and we found out later that she belonged to a house several blocks away.  So it's a happy story because she found her people, but I'm a little sad that I'll never see her again.

Bye Callie, it was nice to meet you!