I forgot to mention in my last post that Chris, James, and Logan found an abandoned dog at Littlefield/Shultis park in mid February. It was cold and we knew that it would rain so Chris called the local shelter and after finding they were closed for the day, brought her home until we could figure out what we would do.
She did have a collar on so I immediately thought of the unfortunate family that were most likely at that moment frantically looking for her, hoping she was okay and safe. It had already started raining at that point so as an alternative to making “FOUND DOG” posters and hanging them outside, I logged onto craigslist and posted the “found dog” notice under the “pet” section. Not even an hour after posting, I received a phone call.
The man said he “knew the owner of the dog” and that she was most definitely abandoned at the park. The owner’s house was apparently in foreclosure and she and her family, in having to look for a new place to live, decided it was best that she let the dog run loose at the park in the hopes that someone will eventually pick her up. He told me she didn’t want to take her to the animal shelter because she’ll just end up being euthanized.
So in the end, we decided to just keep her. She was just too sweet a dog to let go and it was sad that her last family ran out of the means to take care of her. And while I feel bad for their current predicament, I still think it would have been nicer to at least have taken the dog to the pound. That way she’d at least have shelter and food for a time, and would still have a slight chance of being adopted out to a good home. My husband said it much better in his blog. Look for it in the paragraph titled, “Economics” (yes my husband sometimes structures his blog posts in sections, lol).
And if you haven’t guessed already from the title of this post, we named her Zoey. Well, Zoey Alleyne Deschanel, but just Zoey for short. We actually went through about a half dozen names, the first one that I blurted out being “Olive Oil” because of her long skinny legs. Chris really liked that but I didn’t want to think of how ridiculous I’d feel having to call out for her in the back yard, saying “Olive Oil, come heeeeere!!”
Oh and I forgot to mention she is a Chihuahua and Miniature Pinscher pix, also known to other owners of this mixbreed as ChiPin or MinChi 
That means that would also make her a MexiGerman, or a GerMexican, lol. Well, you can see she looks sort of like “Santa’s Little Helper” from The Simpsons here:
