Thursday, December 11, 2008

i am a that

the other day i was walking home at 12;45am from developing photos and saw a little brown dog. he was shivering and looked friendly (as i think all dogs do). i whistled to him and he trotted across the street and cautiously approached me. we bonded and then i started to head home. he followed me for nearly three blocks. running up to store entrances, smelling for food and then running back to me. 
i started to think he was going to join my merry household. there was a collar around his neck but there was only a name and address, no phone number. My plan was to feed him and let him stay with me until i could figure out where his house was to return him.
then he ran into the open door of a bar we were passing. i was somewhat obligated to rescue him. i explained to the bouncer (who was running around the bar trying to catch my excited friend) what had happened and how i had ended up with this short shadow. surprisingly the guy was super nice and told me to wait outside and he would look for a phone book so we could look up the name on the dog tag. 
For the next twenty minuets at least fifteen bargoers became involved with this little doggie's life. We could not find a resident phone book, so someone tried googleing it on his phone, only to have his phone die in the process. everyone had ideas on how to figure out the owner's location. 
part of the problem was that so many of these well wishing individuals were rather intoxicated and all set on how this dog was going to make it home even though none of them had even heard of the street.
we even asked a kind taxi driver who stopped to pick someone up, and he could not find the street on his maps.
the whole time i was holding on to my new friend and he just sat contentedly, happy with all the attention.
at long last some guy found the street on his phone map. his friend had a car and they said they would take the pup to his home. 
to be exact, the friend said that they would take the dog, "but not that" (meaning me). he was kind of drunk and i dont think he thought i was close enough to hear. i thought it was rather humorous. i am a that.

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