Last Saturday after turning our backs for 3 minutes, Suki (our Chihuauhua-Pomeranian) disappeared completely. We looked everywhere and asked everyone. We checked neighbors garages, behind fences, the sides of the busy street (just in case). No Suki.
It wasn’t until 3:30pm, after we’d posted signs all over the neighborhood, been worried sick all day, and made two previous visits to the pound (where you have to GO, they can’t tell you anything over the phone), we decided to try one more time before they closed for the weekend.
Low and behold, there she was, in lock-up. She had been nabbed by the “man” and had spent the afternoon riding around in the back of the paddy wagon, no doubt assuming it was just a fun adventure she’d tell her friends about.
After paying her bail (which was more than she cost in the first place) we finally sprung our little felon from the big house. Good thing we found her. A whole weekend inside and I’m afraid she would have gotten a prison tattoo and started smoking. We’ve already had to confiscate a homemade shank.
Filed under: Observations
SO funny. I’m glad it turned out well and you’re able to laugh about it.
Welcome home, Suki!