we found my doggy. and im so excited! he's too adventurous for his good.

someone picked up that lived around the corner from our street.

this morning, we went to the pound to see if anyone dropped him off but no luck, so we went searching around the area that he was last seen and found so we turn into that street and my husband tells me to stop!

there was a sign saying found dog-good boy with no tags on collar. call to describe.

and fortunately it was him!

unfortunately they actually wanted to keep him for good so im glad they at least tried to make sure he did have a family.

i had a friend once that lost a kitten and after 6, 7, 8 years later she sees a cat wandering out and her sister tries to call it and it came to her, and they believe it was the lost kitten (they believe someone stole it) so she decided to take it to where she lives now, on the other side of the city, and couple of months later, it runs off and decided not to look for it, believing it found a better home with the apartment neighbors.

i don't want to be that family that is still posting signs about missing a loved one, still believing it's near by just wandering the streets and i don't know it.

But im pretty glad we got him back.