The dog ate my blog post

Well, not literally. What happened is yesterday He-weasel and I went to visit his family and when we got there we saw that a tiny-dog( I think a Fox terrier mix weighing all of eight pounds) was on top of the tea house they are building on their property. The poor dog was stuck up on the roof and scared. We have no idea how he got there. It was our guess that he had run away last night in response to the fireworks.

We tried to tempt the dog off the roof with Cheetos and water ( there was a ramp from the top of the roof to the ground) but he wouldn't come. Finally He-weasel climbed up and rescued him. I can tell you that I fell even more in love with him as I saw him rescuing the scared puppy. The dog fell in love with He-weasel too, demonstrated by the many puppy dog kisses of appreciation given to He-weasel for his act of kindness, much to Lily's initial horror. Moments later Lily and the Fox terrier were playing like old friends. I have never seen Lily have so much fun--- not even when playing with her favorite toy, Mr. Bear. The whole time we were there Lily was playing with her new friend. No time was wasted on sitting, napping or standing still.

It seemed well groomed and well cared for, save that the dog had no tag and no collar. As he was found on the roof I started calling the dog Roofy and the name caught on. I also came up with a joke I am very proud of, when Roofy pees you can say that the roofy is leaking. Yes, I had a few cocktails when I came up with this joke and I assure you it was funnier at the time.

Instead of writing the blog post I intended for today I spent yesterday trying to find Roofy's home. We took photos of Roofy and took them to the pound so in case his owners are trying to find him they would know where he was. We did not leave him at the pound as we feared that they might put him down before his owners got there. We also took him in to see if he had been micro chipped and sadly he had not. Why do people not do this? It is so cheap. I think I paid $45 for it and it is a great comfort to know that if Lily was in the same situation that she could have quickly been reunited with us. We also walked my in-laws neighborhood asking if anyone recognized Roofy. No one did.

Roofy is now with my in laws and he is ridiculously happy. He is a very friendly, loving and affectionate dog. When we left him he was curled up in my mother-in-laws arms like a baby. So cute!! When we got Lily home from her day with Roofy she passed out with fatigue. Never have I seen her happier or more tired. I learned one thing today, Lily needs a doggy brother. It would be so wrong for her to be an only child.

Today my in-laws are calling no kill shelters and putting up pictures of Roofy in their neighborhood. I, of course, hope that Roofy is reunited with his family. However, I have heard that many people are dumping dogs off in my in laws' neighborhood as they can no longer afford their pets and if that is the case I am hoping with all my heart that my in laws fall more in love with Roofy than they already are. I am very hopeful as my mother in law was already calling Roofy her son and saying that would make him Lily's uncle. I am pretty sure Roofy is sleeping with them tonight. Who cannot fall in love with a dog who has slept in their bed? Nah, I think Lily may have an Uncle. Now I can't wait until the day we can find Lily a brother.

Note about the picture of Roofy: After this picture was taken we found a rope that was lighter and more appropriate to use as a makeshift leash. He looks so sad in that picture but I assure you he had as wonderful a day as you can have when separated from your people.