Please Help Bring a Puppy Home for Thanksgiving

I could lie and say that blogger was in a poopy mood last night and wouldn't let me publish, but I just didn't get home in time to write a post last night. Ah, well. I had one all lined up so, I'll post the one I had set up for yesterday and the phase report for today.

Yesterday I saw a disturbing status update from Guide Dogs for the Blind. So, I'm posting this up to get the word around to help get a Career Change home for Thanksgiving.

If you live near the Portland, Oregon please be on the look out for JAMAICA. She is a career change Black Lab puppy from GDB and she got lose and is now missing. She was last seen on November 19. Her ID tage number is 47V0. She weighs about 50 lbs and has some white hairs on her stomach. If you come across a puppy of this discription please call Andy Fitzgerald at 510-418-9863.

Thanks guys! Let's hope we can get her home in time for the Turkey.

Pet Sitter?

Hey All! Today I became a surprise sitter for a Beagle named Bentley. Rocco is off at Mary's since I had to help with strike last night and I couldn't take down sets and lights with him. So when a Beagle ran up to me and Arwen on our morning walk just now, I didn't think twice about taking Arwen off leash (she's great at stopping when I tell her too, when there isn't a little kid around. She LOVES kids) and attaching it to Bentley. When he was secured I called the number on his tags, but no luck. So he went on a walk with Arwen and me. He was really fun and loved to run. So my morning walk became a morning run. :) When I got home I mapquested the address on his tag and got ready to take him home. I live in a circle in a bigger circle so it was quite easy to find his house. No one answered the door though. Just as I was about to turn around and go home I heard, "Bentley!" I gave him back to the woman who was apparently sitting the house while her son was in the Bahamas. Bentley had gotten out when her ex-husband came to do the lawn work. She was so happy when he was back in her arms.

I love seeing owner and pet reunited. It happens to the best of us. Arwen got out once because the back gate at my old didn't latch properly. So I understand when it happens. Unless it happens all the time. There was this one dog at my old house that would find me once a week on my walk. I don't know how many times I took him back to his owners before I finally said, "Close your gate and make sure it's latched. Because next time I see him he's going to the "No Kill" shelter that I work at to find a home with owners who actually care about whether or not he gets hit by a car!" The next day I saw his owners taking him for a walk. They said that he just had a lot of energy and needed something like a walk everyday and that they had latched the gate. The only thought that was going through my head was, "DUH!"