Wednesday, August 4, 2010

In The Pouring Rain


Today my mum and I found an eight week old Great Dane puppy in the rain. She'd gotten out of the yard and was about to run into the street when we pulled over. I sat on the front porch of the house we found her in front of with her on my lap, big and black and shivering like mad. They weren't home, and she didn't have a collar, but it turns out that she did belong there. She stayed with the neighbours until they got home, or at least that was the plan when we left. But now I'm worried because no one who knows anything about dogs leaves an eight week old great dane puppy in the yard when they're not there in the pouring rain. And when they just got her too.
I hope she's alright.

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