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Stray redux
Nov. 22nd, 2012 01:38 pmAs I mentioned in the comments on my previous post, Sahaquiel took our visitor to the vet yesterday morning to be scanned for a microchip. It turned out that his name was Mitch but that the contact details on his microchip were out of date. This meant that he had to be turned into the pound.
Sahaquiel dropped Mitch off at the pound on the way to work. My sweetheart is a sensitive soul who tears up at weddings and movies that leave me dry-eyed, so this was the first trauma in what proved to be a very traumatic day for him. I was also very upset at the notion of leaving Mitch at the pound. I kept an eye on their website all day yesterday, hoping to keep track of his fate. However, they never listed him.
This morning I discovered the reason why: the pound must have been able to get in contact with his owner and return him. Because this morning (as I was pulling out of the driveway in the car with my own dogs on the way to walk them with Sahaquiel's mum), I saw Mitch cross the road and come trotting in the direction of our house. I immediately stopped the car and went to pick him up.
Sahaquiel called the pound and explained the situation. The pound were able to get in contact with the owner (again) and gave him our details. The owner came by not long ago and picked Mitch up from our house. It turns out that Mitch likes to dig holes, is a bit of an escape artist, was adopted from the pound and has been through a few different owners. His current one was possibly just a little exasperated by the digging, but seemed to care a great deal for Mitch. I was a little sad to say goodbye to Mitch, but it comes as a great relief to know that someone cares for him.
Sahaquiel dropped Mitch off at the pound on the way to work. My sweetheart is a sensitive soul who tears up at weddings and movies that leave me dry-eyed, so this was the first trauma in what proved to be a very traumatic day for him. I was also very upset at the notion of leaving Mitch at the pound. I kept an eye on their website all day yesterday, hoping to keep track of his fate. However, they never listed him.
This morning I discovered the reason why: the pound must have been able to get in contact with his owner and return him. Because this morning (as I was pulling out of the driveway in the car with my own dogs on the way to walk them with Sahaquiel's mum), I saw Mitch cross the road and come trotting in the direction of our house. I immediately stopped the car and went to pick him up.
Sahaquiel called the pound and explained the situation. The pound were able to get in contact with the owner (again) and gave him our details. The owner came by not long ago and picked Mitch up from our house. It turns out that Mitch likes to dig holes, is a bit of an escape artist, was adopted from the pound and has been through a few different owners. His current one was possibly just a little exasperated by the digging, but seemed to care a great deal for Mitch. I was a little sad to say goodbye to Mitch, but it comes as a great relief to know that someone cares for him.
