What the heck? Am I the town dog lady? Wednesday we were driving down the parkway (the main drag in our neighborhood) and I spotted two identical beagles trotting down the road. They obviously belonged to someone; they had collars and looked quite civilized. So being the soft hearted person that I am, I pulled over and called them to me. They eagerly came up to me, panting and wagging. They only had invisible fence collars on, no address. A lady stopped behind me and pointed out the house where she thought they lived. I coaxed them into my car and off we went. We rang the bell, but no one was home. We left a note on the door who we were, but lucky for us, another lady walked up, a neighbor, and offered to put them in her garage. Mission accomplished! Note to dog owners: Please put an address and phone number on your dog's collar!! Invisible fences sometimes fail.
The next day, I was making up the bed in Quentin's room, which is the basement and overlooks the back yard. Suddenly I heard a dog barking, and it was NOT Boudreaux's bark! I looked out the window and was surprised to see a little black mixed breed dog. In our yard! With both gates closed! What the heck? Did someone drop him over the fence? Had he been dumped?