Now we have a new neighbor who has moved in next door and guess what he has. A Pit Bull dog. He also has a beautiful Boxer. I forgot what the Boxer's name is but he said the Pit Bull does not even have a name. It used to be his sister's dog and she doesn't want to keep it anymore for some reason or another.
Yesterday, his Pit Bull got out and of course it came straight over here. It ran from the new neighbor for a while first but when I saw that it was loose, I went out to do my usual thing and catch the neighbor's dog for him. The Pit Bull came right to me and was being very friendly.
I took him back to where he lives and the neighbor saw me in the driveway. The first thing he said was, "I think that dog hates me as much as I hate it." Well, I don't want to get on my high horse with the neighbor about how to treat animals according to me, but I can see in the future I will have to give this dude a good talking too. I am not about to have a next door neighbor hating his own dog and treating it bad just because he doesn't want to tell his sister no. If that happens it is just a recipe for me to be taking on another dog project and right now I have too many responsiblilites as it is.
I do love the dogs and cats in need but right now is not the right time to take on anymore. (Unless they are just too cute and needy!)
Chuck says it ain't gonna happen. I'm with him on that but at the same time I have lived long enough to finally learn to "Never say never."
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