So I'm at the gym tonight around 1am, and this black dog is wandering around the parking lot. I'm the only one there, and eventually the dog spots me inside the building. On and off for about 45 minutes, she kept coming up to the window and pawing at it in order to get to me. I could see she had a chain collar around her neck, and she seemed very nice. Eventually, she walked away, and I didn't see her for about another 15 minutes.
Once I was done working out, I walked out out the door to go outside, and as soon as I did, the dog jumped out of the bushes and ran right towards me. She came up right beside me and followed me to my car, where I petted her for minute. At this point, she laid down on the pavement right next to me.
It was starting to thunder and lightning outside, and I didn't just want to leave her there (she had a collar, so she obviously belonged to someone). So, feeling that it would be faster than trying to obtain the non-emergency number, I dialed 911. Probably not necessary, but the 911 operator was very nice about it. When I told her the dog was just following me around and laying by my side, she said "Aw" and sounded sad.
I was waiting for no more than 2 minutes when a squad car showed up and got the dog. The cop was a giant douche, but unfortunately I've come to expect that from people with that particular profession. The conversation went like this:
Cop: "What's your name?"
I give him my name.
Cop: "Spell it."
I spell it.
Cop: "Date of birth?"
I tell him.
Cop: "All right, you can go." *grabs dog by the collar and forces her into the car, then drives away*
While slightly disenchanted by the cop, I was still glad the dog was being taken somewhere safe. She was very sweet, and I hope she gets home. I generally dislike dogs (more of a cat person), but this one was pretty awesome.
Once I was done working out, I walked out out the door to go outside, and as soon as I did, the dog jumped out of the bushes and ran right towards me. She came up right beside me and followed me to my car, where I petted her for minute. At this point, she laid down on the pavement right next to me.
It was starting to thunder and lightning outside, and I didn't just want to leave her there (she had a collar, so she obviously belonged to someone). So, feeling that it would be faster than trying to obtain the non-emergency number, I dialed 911. Probably not necessary, but the 911 operator was very nice about it. When I told her the dog was just following me around and laying by my side, she said "Aw" and sounded sad.
I was waiting for no more than 2 minutes when a squad car showed up and got the dog. The cop was a giant douche, but unfortunately I've come to expect that from people with that particular profession. The conversation went like this:
Cop: "What's your name?"
I give him my name.
Cop: "Spell it."
I spell it.
Cop: "Date of birth?"
I tell him.
Cop: "All right, you can go." *grabs dog by the collar and forces her into the car, then drives away*
While slightly disenchanted by the cop, I was still glad the dog was being taken somewhere safe. She was very sweet, and I hope she gets home. I generally dislike dogs (more of a cat person), but this one was pretty awesome.
