So my neighbor, who is an avid dog lover, calls me on Friday night - about 8:45 pm....
Neighbor- "ummm Janelle I have a problem... can you help me?"
J- Sure what do you need
Neighbor- i was just driving in to the neighborhood and there was this big dark Great Dane out in the street.... i stopped and he was friendly...ish.... and i looked around to see where he belonged and there was a house with the door wide open. I walked up to the door and the dog followed me and i quickly closed the door. then i went to the neighbors to see if the dog belonged to the house with the open door-- because one one was home and all the lights were on.... all the neighbors said that family didn't have a dog... now what do i do?
J- ummm are you sure the dog belonged in that house?
N- NOOOO... can i come pick you up?
J- sure....
a few minutes later my neighbor drove up to our house.... i jump in we drive to the mystery house and i see a large pair of dark eyes peering out the side window by the door. I knock and no one answers... the dog barks... BIG DEEP barks....
i slowly open the door... i hear a low growl... the kind that rumble in your chest.... my friend says
" are you OK?"
i say- yep
then i open the door a little more and out runs a large dog/small horse.... he stops on the front lawn with his tail firmly between his legs... and rumbles again..... I tell my friend... i am going to go into the house and see if there is a dog bowl or water bowl for this little guy.... i walk in... and there in the corner of the carpet in the living room is a bowl with dog food... which is partially spilled... i realize and discuss with my friend that obviously this dog is visiting for the holiday... as not owner would put food or water on carpet....
The dog comes into the house and is now standing between my friend and i and the front door... head down, tail tucked.... rumbling.... I tell my friend... i will go to the fridge and see if they have any leftover turkey and lure the dog from the door so she can leave then follow after her.
the dog comes up very slowly and eats some turkey from the floor... my friend leaves and waits at the front door... i slowly walked over to the dog and he sat down... i put my hand at my said and walked a little closer so he could smell me....i brushed my arm across his shoulder and he did not move... so i put my hand on his shoulder and slowly brushed his neck.... turned his color and found out his name... "hank" and the owners phone number... my friend called the owner and i talked with "Hank". we closed the door and the owner and family who owned the house drove up.... my friend told them the story and then we left.....
when i got home and told Chris... he said all we needed now was a conveyer belt of chocolates.... :-)
Neighbor- "ummm Janelle I have a problem... can you help me?"
J- Sure what do you need
Neighbor- i was just driving in to the neighborhood and there was this big dark Great Dane out in the street.... i stopped and he was friendly...ish.... and i looked around to see where he belonged and there was a house with the door wide open. I walked up to the door and the dog followed me and i quickly closed the door. then i went to the neighbors to see if the dog belonged to the house with the open door-- because one one was home and all the lights were on.... all the neighbors said that family didn't have a dog... now what do i do?
J- ummm are you sure the dog belonged in that house?
N- NOOOO... can i come pick you up?
J- sure....
a few minutes later my neighbor drove up to our house.... i jump in we drive to the mystery house and i see a large pair of dark eyes peering out the side window by the door. I knock and no one answers... the dog barks... BIG DEEP barks....
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i slowly open the door... i hear a low growl... the kind that rumble in your chest.... my friend says
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| photo from google |
" are you OK?"
i say- yep
then i open the door a little more and out runs a large dog/small horse.... he stops on the front lawn with his tail firmly between his legs... and rumbles again..... I tell my friend... i am going to go into the house and see if there is a dog bowl or water bowl for this little guy.... i walk in... and there in the corner of the carpet in the living room is a bowl with dog food... which is partially spilled... i realize and discuss with my friend that obviously this dog is visiting for the holiday... as not owner would put food or water on carpet....
The dog comes into the house and is now standing between my friend and i and the front door... head down, tail tucked.... rumbling.... I tell my friend... i will go to the fridge and see if they have any leftover turkey and lure the dog from the door so she can leave then follow after her.
the dog comes up very slowly and eats some turkey from the floor... my friend leaves and waits at the front door... i slowly walked over to the dog and he sat down... i put my hand at my said and walked a little closer so he could smell me....i brushed my arm across his shoulder and he did not move... so i put my hand on his shoulder and slowly brushed his neck.... turned his color and found out his name... "hank" and the owners phone number... my friend called the owner and i talked with "Hank". we closed the door and the owner and family who owned the house drove up.... my friend told them the story and then we left.....
when i got home and told Chris... he said all we needed now was a conveyer belt of chocolates.... :-)
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