About two weeks ago, I was driving Andy back from his paper route. It was about 5:00am in the morning. It was snowing that morning and there was slush all over the roads. As I turned the corner from Locust on to Falls I noticed a little animal in the road. I looked closer because most animals in the road are squirrels. This was a small animal but bigger than a squirrel. On close inspection I noticed it was a dog. There were other cars now driving down the roads and I could tell that if he (the dog) did not get out of the road, he would look like a dead squirrel. So, I stopped the car, turned on my flashers, and tried to coax this little dog into the car. He was hesitant and refused to get in, however, he was cold and he wanted to get out of the snowy weather so he slowly moved closer and closer to the car. Finally, he got close enough so that I could scoop him up into the car and take him home. Once he was home I would warm him up, call the animal shelter, and find the owner. The poor little puppy didn't have any name tag nor collar. We had no way of identifying who's dog it was.
The next morning I called the pound (animal shelter) and reported that we had found this little dog which was a mix of pomeranian and Chihuahua. A couple of days went by and no phone calls for the dog. I decided to make little fliers and hang them on some telephone poles near where we found him. Katie and I posted several up all over the intersection. Still no phone calls.
It has been 2 weeks now, so, as might be expected, all of the family has decided to keep the dog and name it Simba. Below is a picture of Simba with his new collar.
