When it Snows

It's a Blizzard

A blizzard of problems.

Today is my Mom's surgery...but I came home at midnight last night to find 

the above on my back deck.

This is not a photo of him...but he looks exactly like this.

I don't have time to take a photo.

I am posting this in hopes that someone in my neighborhood reads this blog and 

claims him.

I'm sure he is someones dog but no tag.

He is fat and healthy and has soft feet.

I'm sure he went out last night to use the bathroom and got lost.

My dogs all ran outside last night and circled around him.

It was dark.

I thought they had another opossum cornered. 

I turned on the light but still could not see in to the corner well to see what they had surrounded.

He started to move towards me...he's grey and at first I thought he was a giant rat.

Then a cat...but then I realized...no...he's a dog.

A weird little dog almost frozen to death.

I scooped him up and wrapped him in a blanket and put him in the bathroom.

Baby gated in.

Harvey was fascinated by him.

He barked for at least two hours at him.

But finally, all settled down to sleep with me and left him to slumber in the bathroom

wrapped up in several blankets.

Today, I am taking him to my vet to board because I just cannot 

leave him here with my dogs...since they barely know each other.

It would probably be ok...but too big a risk considering

how busy I will be.

I know someone is crying over him.

He is very sweet and used to being held a lot.

I'll take him to my vet to board and when Mom is doing ok...I'll search for his owners.

I did post on some pet sites and Craigslist last night.

I'll call the paper and run a Classified too.

I felt like I couldn't handle another thing right now...but that is the way things go.

There is always something else.

This would be no big deal if my Mom weren't having surgery.

Drat.

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