I went to a home to see a patient Friday night that's 25 miles from my home. As I was stopped at a light, the passenger in the car in front of me threw this dog out of their car and took off. I didn't even get the make of the car-I wasn't paying attention. It was 11:30 at night, so I scooped up this little pooch and took her home. She was shivering, starving and thirsty.
She has a tag that says she lives in a town that's 20 miles south of where I rescued her, but the phone number on the tag was disconnected. I don't know if she was dumped by her owner, or stolen and dumped. She's not spayed and her teeth look very white-she looks young and seems well mannered and calm. She has a glamorous name even though she's pigeon-toed, has a wicked underbite and bulging eyeballs: Paris.
I'll take her to a shelter tomorrow to see if she has a microchip since I couldn't feel one. Since she's not spayed, I'm not too hopeful. For tonight, she'll sleep with me. I hope she doesn't snore.
Did I not just bemoan the fact that I can't have a dog at this house in Friday's post? Does a Shitzu count? I mean since it's so small, is it really a DOG? Is this serendipity, or what? I found this dog only a couple of hours after I posted that item. I didn't have to go out and see that patient as the family thought they could wait for a nurse to come out tomorrow-I did it because I felt someone needed me. It must have been Paris.