Meet Spike

Adam, Sandy, Chase and I were on our way to pick up the new Roof Shampoo van when we came across a dog on the loose.

Now my 11 years with Riley has given me an extreme soft spot for runaway/loose dogs. Riley hasn't gotten out in at least 6.5 years but only because of my insane hyper-vigilant protectiveness. In the previous 4.5 years... well that is a different story. I could go on and on, story after story about Riley getting loose. Man has he taken us (my family, friends and I) on some whoppers. I won't bore you with the stories now (maybe later) but know that a lot of times it is because of a kind person or a friendly stranger that I still have Riley.

So when we saw this dog, I knew we had to find the owner... either that or we just inherited a new member of our family!

I should also mention that the dog was neither a pit bull, rottweiler, german shepard or any other dog that could take me down with one paw. While I feel sympathy for them and their owners, the police and animal control can take care of the situtation... they don't need my help. And please don't anyone chime in about how nice pit bulls can be. I don't like them, I don't want one around me and I will never think they are ok. I digress.

I made a make shift leash and checked his tags... which is when I found out I was dealing with Spike. Scary name... not so scary dog.

We called the number on the tag but didn't get an answer. So we called the vet number on the rabies tag and almost immediately they knew who we were talking about. They tried calling but still got no answer. They asked if we could bring him in and they would take care of him until they got a hold of the owners.

Perfect! So we drop Spike off at the vet where one of the techs informs me that she has known Spike since he was a puppy... and he is currently 13 years old! She is very familiar with the owners and knows they will be thrilled to get their dog back.

Mrs. Owner ended up calling Adam and thanking him. They didn't even know he had gotten out... they were out running errands! Tricky little pup!

Anyway, alls well that ends well. I am just glad we don't have another mouth to feed!

After all that... we got the van!

Isn't she a beaut! If you need a Roof Shampoo, tell them Jessi sent you!