Finding Stray Dogs = Meeting A Neighbor

G’day, mates!  Not all dogs go stray coz their owner’s a dolt. Sometimes mistakes happen – and a perfectly well-mannered and cared for dog can suddenly decide to “carpe diem” and make a dash, squeezing through an inch of almost-about-to-close doorway.

Doggy Dundee got a chance to meet one of those marvelous “dogs that got away” – A neighbor came huffing over, “Have you seen our dog, Shay?” Truth be told, these folks were so quiet I’d never even known they owned a dog! I assured the owner that “she be right” (it’ll be fine/work out, in Aussie), and said I’d help her find the stray dog. So, the owner ran one way down the street, and I turned the other way, soon hailing a couple girl skateboarders, and asked if they’d spotted a stray dog, and those kids laughed and pointed behind a bush behind me where, sure enough – what a beaut! – Shay was sniffing about. Called the stray pointer, who bounded out to greet me right nice. Then hailed the owner, and we ended up having a nice meet and greet, so, thanks to Shay going on a walkabout, Doggy Dundee’s made a nice cobber (eh…that’s ‘friend’ in Aussie).