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So, I have this 135lb Mastiff who is a month shy of his second birthday. I sometimes take him with me when I run, but tonight I decided against it. He apparently disagreed with me. I have my phone set to ignore all calls except my parents when I have certain apps running, and my jogging app is one of them. So, I'm jogging along a major road about a half mile from the house and my mother calls. She knew I was running, so I figured it was important and answered it. Turns out, there's some people on the side of another road who found my stupid dog and were kind enough to look at his tags and call me (6 times, as I found out), then called the second number on the tags, which is my mother's. Since I was closer to home than where they were, I ran on home, grabbed his leash and jumped in the car to go get him. Great guard dog he is: letting these two men pet him and chill with him until I got him. Though maybe he knew he'd messed up the route somehow (he turned right instead of left on a particular road, or he'd have caught up with me), and knew he was lost and that these people were trying to get him home.
Anyway, I'm alternately terrified that we could have lost him and relieved that nice people found him and got him home. Thank goodness for good people.
And now I know never to go jogging without him again.
ETA: My tiny velcro dog was also with him when the men found him, but she took off and ran home rather than be captured.
Anyway, I'm alternately terrified that we could have lost him and relieved that nice people found him and got him home. Thank goodness for good people.
And now I know never to go jogging without him again.
ETA: My tiny velcro dog was also with him when the men found him, but she took off and ran home rather than be captured.
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