The other day, I had to go in to the Town Clerk’s office. Minding my own business, just making a quick dash in, take care of a small amount of paperwork, then a quick dash out.
As I arrived at the door I saw this hanging on the window:
You… Have… Got… To.. . Be… Kidding…
Look at that face.
Those nails in desperate need of a manicure.
I feel like I know this dog. Did Ree
We do not-I repeat-Do Not need another dog. I don’t even like the two we have.
But those eyes…
So, against my better judgement, I inquired about him. Thankfully, they said a possible
victim owner would be checking in with them later.
Whew! Dodged a bullet.
That was a week ago. No news is good news.
Once again, minding my own business-literally. I am at my desk, in our family business, and in walks our town Dog Catcher. I could tell he was on official business.
He made a bee line for me. This is a small town. Everybody knows everybody. Everybody knows where to find everbody. Everybody knows your “business”.
And news travels fast.
So, the Dog Catcher proceeded to tell me that no one had ever claimed the dog. It was obvious this dog was a foreigner, because everybody knows everybody’s dogs, too.
And he was sure, that this homeless, pitiful soul, would have a wonderful life on our ranch.
The more he talked, the more relaxed I became. Sleepy. Feeling sleepy. (stick with me here-this is the story I am gonna tell Wranglers)
And then it happened.
I had an out of body experience. Really.
The next thing I remember, is being at home.
Yes. That is my yard. But I have no idea how the dog got there…Really.
And this little guy in the red swimming trunks, orange shirt, and cowboy boots? I really have no comment, other than, he was not dressed like that when I left him with Wrangler Man.
He decided to show the ex-jail-house dog around the ranch.
I know this is supposed to be about the dog.
But I can’t take my eyes off those cowboy boots and red swimming trunks.
And the orange shirt.
Lord help me.
So, this guy goes from jail to the ranch.
I have learned a very valuable lesson.
Any future business dealings I have with the Town Clerk will be handled through the mail.