More good stuff.
Good weekend. I rescued a lost dog, and made some folks' weekend a great deal better than it started out. :)
Found the dog Friday night a few miles from home. I thought it was a vulture or raven standing at the edge of the road, heading into the sunset. Only as I passed did I realize it was a little Chihuahua-mix dog. He look very lost and unsure. So I turned around and went back. It's all farmland there, more than a mile to the nearest home, too far to be safe for a small dog (we have coyotes, foxes, hawks, and owls, never mind the cars). Surprisingly, he didn't immediately run away (like the last little dog I stopped for in almost the same spot). So I sweet-talked him and coaxed him to me. He was shy and uncertain, but not really fearful.
I took him on to my friend's house, so we could post him on the community pages on FB and Next Door, in case he had a family who wanted him back. We get a lot of dumped pets, sadly. He was small enough to take home for the night (I live in an RV; size matters). My dogs weren't sure what he was doing there, but he didn't have a Napoleon complex, so they were tolerant. My cats, OTOH, were variously offended, mortally offended, and fascinated by a dog no bigger than they are. :D
There were no bites on the ad in the morning, so my friend posted in a few more community pages -- and just before noon, the dog's people called. Turns out they live about three miles east of us, and he'd disappeared three days prior! He'd traveled nearly 5 miles across the desert, and only had one minor wound. No wonder he looked lost when I found him!
Happy ending all around. :) (My Aussie was seriously clingy that night; evidently he felt the need to remind me I already belong to someone. Heh.)