Last night while walking Murph I ran into Cindy, the neighbor who had found the stray Beagle and asked me to watch it for a couple hours last week. I had spoken to her husband since then and had unfortunately learned who Winky belonged to, but I didn’t know if they’d ever come to pick her up yet or not. (No one ever did find out what her real name is, so I’m still referring to her as Winky.)
Anyway, yes, Cindy informed me, they did finally come get her. There went any thoughts of me attempting an adoption.
But I had to know, “What took them so long? And why weren’t they searching for her that night? It was so cold. She could’ve died.”
Cindy explained the neighbors across from her who had lost Winky and are now claiming responsibility for her (such as that may be) had actually just found her themselves.
The husband had found her on one of his job sites. It wasn’t clear if she’d been abandoned or the people he was doing work for had puppies they needed to give away, but Winky wasn’t wanted and she needed a home. They decided to take her. Somehow they’d thought she was secure in one area and hadn’t realized she’d slipped out.
Okay, so like I had written in a previous article, they are dog lovers. They did take her in when she needed a home. I’m not sure how a pup slips out and you don’t know about it, but she was a quick and wiry little booger, so maybe she did pull a Houdini and they were unaware. But taking forever to recover her? I don’t get that. But Cindy said they had been busy (she didn’t know doing what exactly; they implied with work but she wasn’t sure) so she would give them the benefit of the doubt.
She was also just happy they’d claimed her when they did.
“I was giving it a week. If no one claimed her by then, I work with a guy who has a Beagle and has been wanting to get another. Which was great, because if she stuck around any longer she would have wormed her way into my heart. I didn’t want a puppy though! But she was just so darn adorable.”
So there you have it. If the true owners hadn’t claimed her, there might have been a Winky War. I wanted her, Cindy semi-sorted-but-not-really wanted her, and then there was another party more than willing to assume the responsibility of rearing her.
Even though she wriggled into my heart right away, I know we really don’t need to add to our brood. Especially not with a spunky puppy. I sympathize with Cindy on that.
But it’s good to know that in case things don’t work out with the people who’ve claimed her there is someone out there who wants a Beagle puppy. Her days of being unwanted are certainly over. Looks like her days of being homeless are over for good too.
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