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My good deed for the day…
So, I’m driving my Durango last night – had my Great Danes laying in the back. I’m stopped at an intersection and I notice a black mutt cruising down the highway – could not believe that he wasn’t getting hit. I turn my truck around and chase him down about a block away.
I get out, whistle, and he comes right to me. Without a second thought, he jumps up into the back with the two other big boys – kinda like, “hey fuckers, thanks for stoppin’, I thought I was screwed”.
So Odin and Titan got to visit with the new dog. I called the number on his tag with my cell phone. Turns out that the number on the tag was for the city police department – they in turn ask for the number on the tag to track down who owns him.
Needless to say, I dropped the dog off over 5 miles away at the city police shop – oh, and while I was there I also picked up my front viper license plate…
Anyways, I am guessing that there will someone a little happier knowing their dog isn’t diced meat on the freeway…
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