Boris

Jun 13, 2004 22:47

Chris found a dog along the marina very early this morning when he got off work. He took it home, gave it a bath and fed it. No dog tag, but it has a rabies tag from El Paso, Texas and it turns out that his owner is a man named Mike from Kansas. Only Mike has not answered his phone. We will keep on calling Kansas Mike.

In the meantime, I have started calling him Boris. I gave him the 8 pound bag of dog food Leia refuses to eat. I also gave him a handful of the gourmet cookies I give Leia only when she's been reeeaaaallly good. She eyed him suspiciously from a corner.

Perhaps his new owner is from Jersey. Perhaps his new owner let him off his leash when they went to Libert State Park and the scrappy little guy was just too fast. But why not look for him? Why not keep on running after him?

Part of me wants to find Boris' owner. Part of me wants him to be an addition to my family. Heehee. My mom would have a fit...but he's just too sweet. And he's trained. I can't say the same for Leia.

We're taking Leia, Hamlet and Boris to the dog run by the river tomorrow. Should be fun. =)

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EDIT:

This f'ing dog does not know the word moderation. He drinks like there's no tomrorow. And you know what happens when you drink too much water. Not only does he pee every 5 frickin' seconds, he has LBM. Arrrrggggghhhh!!!
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