Yesterday two roaming dogs came sniffing around my front gate, and being a dog lover, I went out to say hello. One’s a Jack Russell similar to the one above, but much whiter, and the other is all black with white tips, looking like a labrador/staffy cross, maybe? (I didn’t take that photo above, but I don’t know who to credit it to or I would. It’s just one I found on the web a few years ago.)
They were obviously pals together, these dogs, very friendly and well looked after, with collars but no tags. But they were wandering all over the road and were heading across the street to Marmion Avenue, a very busy, 80kmh dual carriageway. I thought I’d better stop them doing that. However, with no tags, I don’t know where they’re from or how to contact the owner/s.
I brought them inside the yard and put a big sign up on my fence, “Your dogs are here. Come and get them” and my phone number, thinking someone would be out looking for them. I would be if it was my dog gone missing.
No-one came, of course, so they’ve stayed with me overnight, having a nice meal and sleeping on my bed. They think they’re in dog heaven, so what happens now? I’ve put them outside the fence, hoping they’ll roam off to their home, but an hour later, they’re still sitting outside looking wistfully at me and wanting to come back in.
Oh dear. Much as I’d love to look after them, it would be a disaster for my future plans. Much as I love Minnie, she’s a ball and chain around my leg. I think all the time about travelling or moving into a retirement village, but having a dog is not compatible with most of my plans. It breaks my heart to say it, but Minnie needs to pass on.
I guess I’ll have to make up some leaflets and take a walk around the neighbourhood, posting them in letterboxes and on the local noticeboards. I suppose taking the dogs to a vet to see if they have a micro chip ID is also a possibility, but I’d have to pay for that.