You may remember the story of the little puppy that we ended up with, and our little happy ending of finding his real owners. Well, guess what? He's back.
About 10:00 last night John and I heard some really strange yelping in the backyard and raced outside thinking something was wrong with Maggie. Boy were we surprised to see the same little puppy we released a little over a week ago.
Things we considered:
*They might have dropped him off
*How in the HECK did he get in our yard (we checked all the fences, can't figure it out)
*Why in the world can't these people keep hold of their puppy?
*Let's keep him
*Let's report these people
*He might think that THIS is his home
*How did he make that long trek by himself? AWESOME dog!
*Man he's gotten bigger!
*Now we know why his name is Chance (it's a good chance he'll keep showing up at our house)
I have a friend who works for the Humane Society. I think I'll give her a call and ask for some advice. Till then I'm enjoying having my little buddy back :)