Yellow Dog

I don’t know his name. I don’t know anything about him except that his personality makes you want to wrap your arms around him, promise him that you will love him and take care of him for the rest of his life. His hair is blonde, eyes light brown. I call him Yellow Dog. Yellow Dog doesn’t jump on people, gets along well with our aged dog Angus and with children. He appears to be a yellow Lab mix, probably weighs around 60 pounds.

Starved for affection but shy at first, he showed up at our house on February 29, 2008. He’s been here ever since. His old too-tight collar (he now has a collar that fits) had no tags, and there was no identification tattoo on his body. Husband Ron took Yellow Dog to the vet to see if he had an embedded microchip, but the answer was no.

Somebody somewhere loves and misses this special dog. At least I hope so. I hate to think that some person would abandon such a nice fellow. I honestly don’t understand how anybody in their right mind could just drop off an unwanted animal. But then again, look at what Michael Vick and other dog fighting enthusiasts have done. Aaarrrggghhh! Sometimes I could just scream! And sometimes I do.

I’ve listed Yellow Dog in the Found section of the classifieds in many newspapers. I received one call from a couple in Amherst, but he wasn’t their missing dog. I was sorry. They seemed nice.

If you recognize this dog, please contact me at www.srsrmail@b2xonline.com.