We have a lot to be thankful for. For one thing, it's been very peaceful here since Luke went home. Except for the two nights a terrified, crying / whining / screaming puppy kept us awake. We wanted to go check on it, but Jan was too scared to go out with us in the late / wee hours of the dark.
But after the second night of little sleep, we all headed out as soon as the sun started chasing off the dark. And sure enough, we found it right where we thought it was.
|Puppy crated on porch|
As the day wore on, the puppy stayed on the porch. When we dogs went to walk Jan later in the afternoon, the puppy started screeching like it was being injured. So we crossed the street. The puppy was sitting alone in the crate crying. When we returned from our walk, we were all upset, so we screwed up our courage -- and sent Jan across the street to interfere.
Surprisingly, the puppy was loose and peeing on the lawn and there were two humans in the front yard. (We had no idea who lived there.) So Jan climbed the steps, said she'd been kept awake for two nights and had come over to see if they needed some help. She didn't understand the explanation of why the puppy was on the porch and not in the house, but the puppy hasn't been crying all day and night since. The crate still sits on the porch; however, we don't know if the puppy is still there.
The neighbors weren't happy to meet her. Jan said she is thankful she wasn't punched in the nose when she went over to check on the pup.