Odin the Explorer

Well, we didn't think we'd have another foster dog before we moved away, but today we found a little French Bulldog just sitting by himself in the park. Another park patron asked if he was ours, and said he was there by himself when she arrived.

The little guy was friendly and fairly placid, so I walked over and scooped him into my arms. He had no collar or leash attached, so there was no other way to keep him contained. We walked back home with him and gave a quick call to Animal Control to report him as being "found".


Meanwhile, he trotted around the house playing with our two dogs. He and Oliver were really well suited to each other and played well, but whenever they did, Arlo (ten times as big as both of them) would come running full tilt and playfully BARK right in the little guy's face, which made him stop playing every time. He also searched out all of the tennis balls lying around the apartment and put them all in a little pile together.

A short time after calling Animal Control, I got a frantic call from his owner. It sounded like we had found him about five or ten minutes after he scuttled away from his owner's mother on a walk, and they had been desperately searching for him ever since. She was glad to hear he was safe! A few minutes later, the owner's dad was at our door and took the little fella (his name is "Odin") into his arms with a smile.

Later that afternoon Odin's owner very kindly came back to our place with a sweet thank-you card and a bouquet of flowers for us. She also said she would be keeping a collar on him from now on.

He wasn't a foster, but he visited with us and his adventure has ended happily! He was a "bonus" dog that brightened our day.