Author: leh

Here are a couple of photos of Dogs at Rest sent on by my old work colleague, Tim, of his animal family members.

It’s Tuesday … shopping and errands.  We drop off donations at the Habitat for Humanity ReStore (in the wake of Kim’s impressive wholesale, whirlwind cleanup and reorganization of the entire premises), spot a Landrover LR2 and a Gucci Edition Fiat 500, and hear Swiss-Austrian music (!) at Farmers’ Market.  All the while watching for the occasional dog-oriented photo op (sort of an Ivi thing).

Just before noon, Ivi and Dad run downtown to visit the shoe repair man (nope, no luck yet), drop off clothing to trade and donate at a thrift shop, and then an expected adventure develops.

Wandering in the traffic of a main thoroughfare, we see a small dog, collarless and seemingly adrift.  Ivi immediately stops, and we investigate.  The little guy is scruffy, mangy, and obviously in a state of neglect.  However, while Ivi makes some phone calls and goes for a leash, I discover that he responds well to basic instructions like “sit” and “stay”.  And we find that, once on a leash, he executes to a “jump” command and enters the car, calmly relaxing on the floor.  Learning that the animal shelter people are not open for business until afternoon, we deliver our small creature to our back yard (keeping him distant from The Charlie) and proffer food and water.  After lunch, Ivi and Kim take him to the shelter where it is determined that he is chipped (good news) and several people there, including some small kids, do some oohs and aahhs and immediately want to adopt him.

And a bit later, Ivi and I implement deportation procedures for two more mice that have bumbled into the Tin Cat trap.