So a few days ago she is at school (mom is a teacher) and sees one of her students almost laying down on the playground when he was suppose to be with the science teacher. So she goes out there and sees that he is trying to catch this little dachshund. Being mom she joins in the quest to get this dog. She was able to get the dog and they put it in a fenced area. Mom told the school secretary not to call the pound on it that if no one claimed it she would take it home, she didn't even check with me first on this! After school the secretary told mom that her little friend was still out there. So mom got the dog and took him into her classroom while she finished her stuff. She called dad and told him about the dog and that she was going to bring it home.
Mom got home with her little friend. Mom and dad wanted him and me to sniff one another and to let the little guy get use to being in a strange place. They made one big mistake though, they let him off of the leash. He was able to make it under the gap in the fence that I cannot get out. The chase was on. For two hours mom, dad, and a bunch of our neighbors chased after this dog. One of the neighbors even brought out my friend Wiggles, who is also a dachshund, to see if he would lure the little dog to everyone trying to get it. Then the little dog took off and headed for the busy street. Mom and dad got into our truck and went after him. They didn't find him and mom was kinda bummed. When they pulled up at home there were some people in front of our house and they had him. So daddy got my hard crate down and they put him in that while they blocked the gap in the fence, and ate their dinner; they were not going to take any chances. That night he slept in my hard crate in the bedroom with us. He didn't make much noise, but I was snoring pretty hard and probably wouldn't have heard him anyways.
The next day mom told her class about what had happened with the little dog and showed them the flyer that daddy made up. Mom was going to put copies of the flyer up at the stores and post office. She was leaving school when one of her students told her he found out who the dog belonged to and ran home to get the flyer. He had a lost dog flyer that he saw up at the store. So mom called the number and sure enough it was their dog. So he spent one more night with us (we live like 37 miles from mom's school and she wasn't going to make another trip out there) and mom took him the next morning and returned him to his owners.
Here is a picture of what he looked like. I'm glad that he made his way back home. He was a cute dog, and pretty timid, but he was high maintance and I don't think that mom, dad, or I are ready for another dog yet.
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