Oh, what a day is today.
I've had a total of six... wait, no, seven dogs at and in my house today. You know, the house that normally holds myself and Dukas? I've given a bath to a dog who showed up at my door, led a parade of them around my neighborhood for over an hour, and met 5 or 6 of my neighbors. But wait... let me start at the beginning.
Around 2 PM today, Dukey started whining at the window. Now, barking and growling generally mean that the neighbors are checking their mailboxes or raking their leaves; but whining at the window means we have a visitor of the canine variety. And so we did. 2 of them. A boxer with a collar, and a little yellow mutt without.
Once they were found friendly, I tied the boxer up outside, and called the vet's # on his tag. The emergency answering service could not help me, and I would have to wait until Monday to find out who the dog belonged to. Say WHA?!