Bringing Home Puppy

Holy Hairball, Batman!
October 12, 2010, 3:04 pm
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When I see dogs with cute haircuts, or muddy fur I immediately think:  Thank god I don’t have to have my dog groomed.

One of my favourite things about the Manchester Terrier is that, like cats, they are incredibly clean, and they never smell.  Even if Tim gets dirty, I can just wipe him off with a washcloth or puppy wipe (yes, like a baby wipe, but for dogs.  Ridiculous, I know…I am just SO Toronto).   Even though the lack of fur means I spend more money on dog clothes, its still cheaper in the long run because I never, ever, have to take him to the groomer like the more fur-intensive breeds like Schnauzers, Cocker Spaniels or Poodles.

My friend was brushing her Akita, Hoss, at the park this weekend.  Can you believe all the fur that came out?  It was enough to make another small dog!


Paying it Forward

Many of you may recall the incident last summer where our dog walker lost our dear Timmy, and thanks to a wonderful human being, he was safely returned home.  (If you missed it, you can read about this wholly traumatic adventure here).  This weekend we had the opportunity to truly  “pay it forward”.  Friday evening we left our building to make a  stop at the park when we saw 2 men running towards us, chasing a frantically running dog up Bathurst St.  Without thinking, we joined the chase.  Within seconds, half a dozen people, including Rogers cable guys, door men, and pedestrians of all sorts joined the chase for this tiny toy dog.   The poor pup ran frantically around the block, heading towards King St until he was chased into a nightclub undergoing renovation.  I waited at the top of the stairs for the dog to try and make his escape.   Luckily, another woman was able to chase him out and I was able to grab him and hold  tight until he calmed down (not easy when the dog is biting, scratching and wiggling to escape!)

Here is a photo of the poor guy:  

Fortunately, he was wearing tags which stated he was a patient of Queen St. Animal Hospital.  Unfortunately, it was closed for the long weekend.

Fortunately, he was wearing tags from Toronto Animal Services.  Unfortunately, they were also closed for the night.  Of course, I wouldn’t mind having a little pup to hang out with for the night…but I’m sure my little Timmy wasn’t too thrilled at the prospect!

Figuring the dog was a neighbourhood resident, we decided to grab our spare leash and hang around outside – hoping the frantic owner would find us.  We canvassed the ‘hood, talked to fellow owners and residents – none of whom recognized the sand-coloured dog.  I posted a Tweet, complete with picture, and hoped for the best.

Just as it was beginning to get dark and we were facing the prospect of having a furry houseguest, a man ran across the park shouting at us – with joy, thankfully. (In my neighbourhood, you can never be sure!)  The man had been parked nearby when his little guy decided to head out for a solo adventure.   The dog was thrilled to see him.  All in all, it was a great reunion, and I felt so thankful to have had the opportunity to repay the kindness that was shown to us less than a year ago.  Another confirmation that karma really does exist!