So this little guy turned up at our door this morning and wouldn’t leave, so we took him in. He had no tags on his collar and after taking him to the vet we found he wasn’t chipped and was only about one year old.
We rang all the local shelters, the police and some other community services to see if he had been reported missing but nothing matched up.
He was super friendly and he definitely made Spike go a bit mental and have a bit of a laugh and mess for a while.
I took these photos of him and posted about it on Facebook and asked people to share it. A few hours later at training, I had some missed calls and a text from the owner who seemed delighted to know he was safe. We organised for them to come over once I’d be back from the club and everything was real cool.
They came over and seeing the little guy pure leggit back to his Ma was so savage. He just kept licking her face so it was deadly.
Had a chat with her about getting tags for him and getting him chipped so hopefully that’ll happen and he won’t go missing again.
His name turned out to be Diego and that’s such a deadly name for a dog. I was calling him Bosco all day.
Anyway, I guess what I’m getting at is that I’m reminded again of the power of the internet and what can be achieved with it.
I know I harp on to some of you about how we’re all connected by dimethyltryptamine, our pineal glands and sleeping, but it’d be wrong to ignore how connected we all are through our secondary lives online. After all, we found little Diego’s owners after just a few hours.
Life is beautiful in all forms and maybe I won’t quit the internet after all.