OT - What's Wrong With People??

I live on a busy street, well - busy for Frontenac Kansas!. There's a beer
distributorship down the street and those beer trucks go flyin' by. I keep
a sturdy leash by the front door. About once a week, I have call to run out
to the street and throw the leash on a dog and drag him back to the house.
I call the owners or just drag him home if I know where that is. If the
owners are gone, I'll put the dog in the yard and fix the hole in the fence.
(I've been known to put the wrong dog in the wrong yard on occasion, but
like I said, it's a small town).

If it is a strange dog, I'll call the cops. They'll ride the dog around all
day in the cop car till they find the owner.

One of the perks of living in a small town. No great restaurants though, so
it's a tradeoff.

Cindy
"Sharon" wrote in message
ups.com...
The lady down the road who lives on the main road lost her little
Yorkie yesterday - she's 8 years old. The little squirt got out of
the house somehow. They had the whole neighbourhood looking for her,
and we all gladly did our part. However, long story short, a lady was
driving along the busy main road and spotted this dear little wet
thing standing in the middle of the road looking totally confused -
she said cars slowed down a bit but went right by the little thing.
She stopped, scooped it up and took it home, called the vet with the
number on the dog tag, and little Missy is home now, very shaken up
but home. How could anyone in their right mind just drive by a wee
pet like that? Boy I find it hard to understand people at times.
Rant over.

Sharon (N.B.)

On 18 May, 06:52, marsha wrote:
On May 17, 10:51 am, Sharon wrote:

The lady down the road who lives on the main road lost her little
[snip]


Our cat Whiskey spent the month (quite happily, he is very gregarious)
in Catarama, our local cattery, whilst we were away recently.
A week after our return he decided he was lonely whilst we were out
for the morning. We wondered where he had got to in the afternoon but
were not too concerned, most neighbours know him.
At 5pm we got a ph. call asking if we had a cat called Whiskey. He
had gone looking for company down the road and seeing a family
gardening and pruning decided to ingratiate himself with them and
their silky terrier Scrappy. Evidently he supervised, running back
and forth for the morning. Scrappy was puzzled, his position usurped.
The family & Scrappy went upstairs and to their amazement Whiskey
trotted right after them inside making himself at home! He followed
Val into the bathroom investigating the vanity top whilst she fussed
around (just like he does at home).
Luckily we had his name and ph no. on a tiny tag on his collar so it
was a happy ending.
I gave him a stern lecture on getting home, he should not just waltz
into people's homes uninvited....etc. etc. (if not only for the fact,
they may be cat allergic!)
--
Bronnie

That reminds me of the time that DH & were going away for the weekend & left
the house around 5. Just as we got around the corner, I spotted a yellow
lab that looked just like the dog next door. I told DH to pull over, so we
could bring Rosie back home. We did. The next week, I was talking to
neighbor & they said the strangest thing happened over the weekend. When
they got up, there were 2 yellow labs in their backyard. I confessed it was
me. All the neighbors used to put our old dog back in the yard, because as
soon as we figured out how he was getting out & remedied the problem, he'd
find a new way. Everyone called him Houdini.

Pauline
Northern California
"teleflora" wrote in message
...
I live on a busy street, well - busy for Frontenac Kansas!. There's a beer
distributorship down the street and those beer trucks go flyin' by. I keep
a sturdy leash by the front door. About once a week, I have call to run
out to the street and throw the leash on a dog and drag him back to the
house. I call the owners or just drag him home if I know where that is. If
the owners are gone, I'll put the dog in the yard and fix the hole in the
fence. (I've been known to put the wrong dog in the wrong yard on occasion,
but like I said, it's a small town).

If it is a strange dog, I'll call the cops. They'll ride the dog around
all day in the cop car till they find the owner.

One of the perks of living in a small town. No great restaurants though,
so it's a tradeoff.

Cindy
"Sharon" wrote in message
ups.com...
The lady down the road who lives on the main road lost her little
Yorkie yesterday - she's 8 years old. The little squirt got out of
the house somehow. They had the whole neighbourhood looking for her,
and we all gladly did our part. However, long story short, a lady was
driving along the busy main road and spotted this dear little wet
thing standing in the middle of the road looking totally confused -
she said cars slowed down a bit but went right by the little thing.
She stopped, scooped it up and took it home, called the vet with the
number on the dog tag, and little Missy is home now, very shaken up
but home. How could anyone in their right mind just drive by a wee
pet like that? Boy I find it hard to understand people at times.
Rant over.

Sharon (N.B.)

The people across the street had a litter of pups. Yellow lab pups. About
3 1/2 months later, a yellow lab pup ended up in my yard. I knew the
neighbor had kept one or two so I drug it across the street and pitched it
into the pen with it's Ma. I noticed that it was a little stand-offish, but
didn't pay it any mind. That night, the neighbor laughed and said it was a
pup they had sold to some people a few blocks away. I don't know how it
found it's way back, but it sure didn't remember mom. I didn't think to
look at the tag.

All yellow lab pups look alike.

Cindy


"Pauline" wrote in message
. ..
That reminds me of the time that DH & were going away for the weekend &
left the house around 5. Just as we got around the corner, I spotted a
yellow lab that looked just like the dog next door. I told DH to pull
over, so we could bring Rosie back home. We did. The next week, I was
talking to neighbor & they said the strangest thing happened over the
weekend. When they got up, there were 2 yellow labs in their backyard. I
confessed it was me. All the neighbors used to put our old dog back in
the yard, because as soon as we figured out how he was getting out &
remedied the problem, he'd find a new way. Everyone called him Houdini.

Pauline
Northern California
"teleflora" wrote in message
...
I live on a busy street, well - busy for Frontenac Kansas!. There's a
beer distributorship down the street and those beer trucks go flyin' by.
I keep a sturdy leash by the front door. About once a week, I have call
to run out to the street and throw the leash on a dog and drag him back
to the house. I call the owners or just drag him home if I know where that
is. If the owners are gone, I'll put the dog in the yard and fix the hole
in the fence. (I've been known to put the wrong dog in the wrong yard on
occasion, but like I said, it's a small town).

If it is a strange dog, I'll call the cops. They'll ride the dog around
all day in the cop car till they find the owner.

One of the perks of living in a small town. No great restaurants though,
so it's a tradeoff.

Cindy
"Sharon" wrote in message
ups.com...
The lady down the road who lives on the main road lost her little
Yorkie yesterday - she's 8 years old. The little squirt got out of
the house somehow. They had the whole neighbourhood looking for her,
and we all gladly did our part. However, long story short, a lady was
driving along the busy main road and spotted this dear little wet
thing standing in the middle of the road looking totally confused -
she said cars slowed down a bit but went right by the little thing.
She stopped, scooped it up and took it home, called the vet with the
number on the dog tag, and little Missy is home now, very shaken up
but home. How could anyone in their right mind just drive by a wee
pet like that? Boy I find it hard to understand people at times.
Rant over.

Sharon (N.B.)

To be honest, I wouldn't have stopped, I am totally unfamiliar with dogs, I
have two small children, one who for some bizarre reason, despite complete
lack of contact with dogs absolutely adores them, it would be distressing
for her for me to pick up an injured dog and she's to little to understand.
There would also be there fear that it wasn't tagged, if I pick it up and
it's not tagged and I can't return it to the owner, it suddenly becomes a
very big problem.

Anne

If a lost dog prompted this reponse, what'll you say to these?

A car pulled up to the library this week. Two little kids (4 and 5) were
let out and they came in the building. Nikki, the monitor, observed them
and thought the adults in the car were going to drive into the parking lot.
They didn't. Nikki monitor asked the children their names and addresses.
They gave their first names and said, "We just walk until we get to the
street where we're supposed to go." Nikki called the police, though she was
concerned that seeing a cop would alarm the kids. It didn't; they went
along with him. The officer recognized the children. A patron said that
she's seen the kids walking all over the neighborhood. (Certainly a
DCFS--Dept of Child/Family Svces--case, for sure.)

Yesterday a father and child came into the youth services room (in our
library adult and youth are separated by a big lobby). A few minutes later
the librarian looked up from her work when she heard the child banging on
the computer keys--not hurting anything--no dad in sight. She asked the
child where daddy was; said, "Let's go find him." The father had gone over
to the adult side. The father said, "If he wasn't causing trouble, what's
the problem?" The librarian explained that our policy is that children
under 7 must be with a responsible person (adult or older child) at all
times. A man with the father butted in, called the librarian a racist, and
said they'd talk to their pastor. (The libn. said the child went willing
with her to find the dad--the child might just as willing have gone with a
stranger!)

Being under the same roof is NOT the same as being WITH your child,
especially in a 30,000 square foot public building!

Nann
Official Librarian of RCTQ






"Sharon" wrote in message
ups.com...
The lady down the road who lives on the main road lost her little
Yorkie yesterday - she's 8 years old. The little squirt got out of
the house somehow. They had the whole neighbourhood looking for her,
and we all gladly did our part. However, long story short, a lady was
driving along the busy main road and spotted this dear little wet
thing standing in the middle of the road looking totally confused -
she said cars slowed down a bit but went right by the little thing.
She stopped, scooped it up and took it home, called the vet with the
number on the dog tag, and little Missy is home now, very shaken up
but home. How could anyone in their right mind just drive by a wee
pet like that? Boy I find it hard to understand people at times.
Rant over.

Sharon (N.B.)

Cindy, you only have to go a couple of miles to have all the fried chicken
that you want!

Nann
(who used to live in the town just south of Cindy)
(we were Chicken Mary's people)


"teleflora" wrote in message
...
I live on a busy street, well - busy for Frontenac Kansas!. There's a
beer
distributorship down the street and those beer trucks go flyin' by. I
keep
a sturdy leash by the front door. About once a week, I have call to run
out
to the street and throw the leash on a dog and drag him back to the
house.
I call the owners or just drag him home if I know where that is. If the
owners are gone, I'll put the dog in the yard and fix the hole in the
fence.
(I've been known to put the wrong dog in the wrong yard on occasion, but
like I said, it's a small town).

If it is a strange dog, I'll call the cops. They'll ride the dog around
all
day in the cop car till they find the owner.

One of the perks of living in a small town. No great restaurants though,
so
it's a tradeoff.

Cindy
"Sharon" wrote in message
ups.com...
The lady down the road who lives on the main road lost her little
Yorkie yesterday - she's 8 years old. The little squirt got out of
the house somehow. They had the whole neighbourhood looking for her,
and we all gladly did our part. However, long story short, a lady was
driving along the busy main road and spotted this dear little wet
thing standing in the middle of the road looking totally confused -
she said cars slowed down a bit but went right by the little thing.
She stopped, scooped it up and took it home, called the vet with the
number on the dog tag, and little Missy is home now, very shaken up
but home. How could anyone in their right mind just drive by a wee
pet like that? Boy I find it hard to understand people at times.
Rant over.

Sharon (N.B.)

I'm with you, Anne. Small dogs can be dangerous, too, especially with
strangers. I also noted that she said the dog was on a busy road. I
would not endanger my life or those of any passengers to rescue a lost dog.

Julia in MN

Anne Rogers wrote:
To be honest, I wouldn't have stopped, I am totally unfamiliar with dogs, I
have two small children, one who for some bizarre reason, despite complete
lack of contact with dogs absolutely adores them, it would be distressing
for her for me to pick up an injured dog and she's to little to understand.
There would also be there fear that it wasn't tagged, if I pick it up and
it's not tagged and I can't return it to the owner, it suddenly becomes a
very big problem.

Anne




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I have a Janome 6500 that embroiders letters, so I made a "sleeve" for
my pups collar with her name and phone number on it. She has them in a
couple of different colors.

A friend of mine recently had her little Pekineese stolen from a
friend's house by two teenaged boys who jumped the fence. Luckily a
neighbor had the presence of mind to run out and copy down their license
plate number.

The police refused to help her with the lost dog because it was on a
weekend. My friend is an animal rescue volunteer, even going from NH
to New Orleans during the floods to help out. Because of her contacts,
she was able to find out quickly that the pup had not been turned into
any shelter in the area.

Knowing the license plate number and that the perps were teenagers, she
decided to go to all of the local high schools to see if she could find
the vehicle. The police could have saved her a lot of time, they knew
the plate number, but refused to do anything about it. She found the
car in our own town's high school lot, went in and talked to the
principal, who paged for the owner, then the cops came and hauled him
off to the station for questioning.

My friend then called the teen's mother and she acted all annoyed and
innocent saying that she didn't have the dog with her, it was at the
other boy's house. Supposedly it was all a big joke, the boys didn't
intend to keep or hurt the dog, but eventually just let it loose to fend
for itself. Neither of the two moms gave a fig if their kids stole a
much loved pup from someone.

The cops will not press charges against the kids. I wish they had at
least received a few hours of community service. As the director of a
food pantry I very often get kids who have to work off community service
hours, and believe me, I would have worked their sorry butts off.

Denise
http://community.webtv.net/DeniseJG/
My QI

"Nann Hilyard" wrote in message
. ..
(we were Chicken Mary's people)


Oh, yeah, we're Mary's people too! I worked there in High School. How
anyone can prefer Chicken Annie's is beyond me! I think it's vile.

Nothing better than to work in the yard all day and then go get Mary's
chicken for supper. Yummm. I haven't worked in the yard today, but that
may just be supper tonight.

Thanks, Nann. I'll eat a wishbone for ya!

Cindy who also likes Gebhardt's chicken. When it's good, it's the best
there is. And Barto's.