I woke up this morning having just dreamed about finding a lost dog. A couple hours later, I was putting some stuff in the van, getting ready to go to homeschool co-op with my 5 year daughter when I saw this dog running loose in my neighbor's yard. I've rescued this dog once before - it lives on the next street (although I don't know what house). So, I try to get it to come to me to no avail. It eventually decides to chase after a rabbit and takes off in the other direction.
Figuring I had done all I could do and needing to leave, I said a prayer to St. Francis that it would find its way home.
I went into my house and checked on my daughter who was brushing her
teeth. When I came out of the bathroom the dog was sitting in my living
room. Needless to say, this freaked me out a bit. Apparently St. Francis
worked quickly. I asked my 13 year old son who was sitting in the
living room how the dog got there. He shrugged. (Did he even notice
there was a strange dog in the living room?)
So, I picked up the dog and
put him outside on my dog's tie-out with some food and water in case
anyone came by looking for him. I planned to take him to the next street
tonight when people were home to see where he belonged. He spent the
day out there until this afternoon when a little girl home from school
was very happy to come running and claim him. Nice to have a happy