I'm on a call today, a large (stolen) truck hit a bridge in North O. The whole time I'm taking pictures of the scene there is this dog running around peeking at me from behind the trees. I'm a little nervous at first because I have run into plenty of dogs that were not so friendly. So I ask the officer that is with me about the dog. He said the dog had been there for the last hour and the Humane society had even come out to try and capture him but were unable to. So I do my best Cesar Millan (http://www.cesarmillaninc.com/) and the dog comes to me. He licks me, nuzzles me, and begs me to take him home. So I tell my husband there is this sweet dog he is so good. He is small, he is some type of hound mix, and he’s soooo cute! Please I say. I already knew what the answer was. So as soon as hell freezes over my puppy will come home to me! Yea right. Oh well the Humane society has my name so if the dogs "owner" doesn’t come to get him I will be searching for a good home for him. Someone buy me an acreage so Ava can have her cow and I can have my doggies!
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