Liar liar pants on fire!

[sphynx_again]

As I am cleaning this morning, I look out the front door to see a dog tied to our mailbox, with a note taped to the post. Note says something to the effect of "please find Bearcat a home, she's fixed, vaccinated, and microchipped." Really? Dumbass dumps a dog and she's chipped? Love it, makes our jobs easier. Chip is even registered to an actual owner, complete with address, two phone numbers, and an alternate contact. Sweet! Call first number, guy says emphatically "this is NOT Mrs. Bearcat's phone." Ok, call 2nd number. Voicemail greeting in same guys voice says "Mr. Bearcat is not available..." Notice alternate contact is a local vet clinic. Iinnnteresting. Call clinic.... and indeed Mrs. Bearcat is an employee of the clinic, but is not available, receptionist will have her call us back. Shortly thereafter, the Mr. calls back. Give a long, scattered, and totally bogus story about having gotten rid of the dog over a year ago. Uh-huh. Sure. "If you have questions, you can call me back," says he. "Just don't call my wife, she's at work." Yea right, you just don't want me telling her you're a spineless, lying, low-life. I call the clinic back again, and this time she's available. Say I'm calling to ask some questions about Bearcat. "Oh sure, she's a great little dog, she just needs a new home. We haven't been able to find her one on our own." I explain that I need the dog to be properly surrendered, that leaving a dog tied to the mailbox with a note .... and am interrupted by her gasp "WHAT? I didn't know about that!"

Little bit later, there's a hopefully thoroughly embarrassed Mr. Bearcat at our door signing over proper paperwork AND paying our surrender fee. And the Mrs. is probably pretty embarrassed herself, considering she is in the animal care industry!