the sweet little guy was running terrified through a torrential downpour.

Saturday, we watched him go through three yards, looking for a place to take cover. As we watched a car nearly ran him over, so I ran out, and grabbed him up and brought him to our porch. He was just covered in fleas!

Somehow he made it in the house, and we could tell he was definately an indoor dog. He was a chewer, so we gave him a rope toy… and he liked following us about. He got along fairly well with patrick… who despite his large size was quite calm and mainly curious.

We put all kinds of ads in on petfinder, the paper, craigslist.

I was starting to fall in love with him, but I did the right thing and went knocking on doors… Oreo belongs to an older woman a couple of houses down. They have been rejoined.