Wednesday, May 26, 2010
In Which There Is Fur
A walk to the humane society revealed that someone had left a dog tied outside their building the night before with a note, but when they'd arrived this morning, the rope had been chewed through and the dog was gone. Our girl found me less that two blocks from there. That's a bit too much coincidence for me to swallow. She's been with me all day, and has proven to be perfectly sweet and calm. She makes friends with everyone and when nothing's going on, plops down and goes to sleep. If she is the dog from the shelter, then she's about 10 months old, which seems right on the money.
My roommate who's here (the other one arrives this weekend) has fallen in love with her already, so now we're just waiting to hear from our landlord. I don't want to name her yet, just in case I have to find her another home. For now, I'm just enjoying her quiet company.