Apr 10, 2009 13:50
I was getting ready to head out to the Anthony Mann double last night, when my neighbor nearly hit two dogs wandering free in the alley behind my house. She had corralled them into our shared yard but was anxious, unsure of what to do and late for an appointment. Dog person that I am, I told her I’d handle it. The dogs are both cute and super friendly. One’s a puppy, a Shepherd mix, and the other a small adult terrier mix who is either pregnant or has recently given birth. Collars but no tags. Sheesh…
I walked up and down the block with them. No one recognized them. I printed and posted signs all over the neighborhood, then stashed the two dogs in my yard. I put out food, water and a warm bed, and flew off to the theater. I barely got my butt into a seat when the lights went down, but I made it.
The movies were both great fun. Two O’Clock Courage was zanier, lighter fare about a spunky chick cab driver and a guy with amnesia, while Desperate was full bore noir, all swinging lampshades and arty shadows and heavies in fedoras, including Raymond “The Eyebrows” Burr. I loved the scene where Burr has the captured hero counting down the seconds to midnight, waiting to shoot him at the exact same moment that Burr’s kid brother is set to be executed.
Another weird Creature connection: Desperate was penned by Harry Essex, who wrote the script for Creature from the Black Lagoon. Coincidence…?
Anyway, after the second feature ended, I hightailed out of there as fast as I could and rushed home to find the two dogs wandering around in the alley again. They had escaped from the yard, but hung around waiting for me to come home. No one had called to claim them.
I stashed them in my bathroom for the night. This morning, I took the two of them to the local shelter to register them as lost and found. Their people have 4 days to find them, after which they will be available for adoption. If they are not adopted, I have an IP hold, which means the shelter will call me as a last resort before euthanizing them. At that point, I’ll have to start calling rescue groups to try and find a place for one or both of them. ‘Cause, you know, I’m just sitting around here bored with nothing else to do…
beasties,
noir