We Picked Up A Stray Dog

After breakfast, my boyfriend and I were headed to the local oil-change place when we happened upon a Bichon Frise dodging cars. It was dark, cold, and raining. We immediately stopped the car in the road with our hazard lights blinking to prevent any other cars from blindly hitting the poor little guy.

We followed him into someone's fenced in backyard. It was surprisingly cornered by a Rotweiller anxiously wagging its stumpy tail. The owner of the Rot came outside and helped us gather up this poor stray. This no-name dog was missing a collar and had leaves stuck in its matted fur. No-Name smelled terrible and had black, muddy paws. I wrapped him up with a blanket from the trunk, and we headed to the local no-kill animal shelter.

They were able to find a micro-chip in the dog's skin. They checked their system and found that the dog had originally been adopted from their shelter. We were thanked for bringing in the dog and told they would contact the owners to reunite with No-Name.

We already have our dog micro-chipped. This was my first encounter picking up a stray dog, and I'm happy to see that No-Name had a micro-chip.