Have you seen my owner?

Yesterday, on the way back to our house from picking up my parents Treadmill, Taylor spotted a dog running along the side of the road. He stopped, took a look at the dog's collar, and called the number listed there - no answer. So, he called me (we drove seperately, since he had the truck with the treadmill in it) and asked if we had a place for a dog.

A place for a dog!? We have a place for a stinkin' dog alright, anywhere in this house it wants to be! Katie and I both love dogs, and couldn't stand to see the dog out wandering around in the rain, especially since according to the tags the dog was about 40 miles from home. So, we took the pup in and I called the owner and left a message on their machine.

She stayed curled up on a blanket for most of the day, while we waited to hear back from her owner. She was calm, well-behaved, and cute... and because of that, Katie got attached to her in the short time she was here. We called her owner again last night and he made a trip at about 9:30 to come get her. Apparently, he'd been out hunting this morning, and said that she ran off almost as soon as they started... she's lost her will to hunt, I guess.