The Mis-Adventures of Doogie Doggie. . .

Almost two weeks ago

a dog appeared in our back garden

Dolly seemed to like him

And so he stayed . . . 

He stayed

Without a name

For you may feed a dog

and he isn't yours,

But you name a dog

And he is!!!

Well before a week was up, we named him!

Doogie

And I told his story HERE

His favorite place

Is on the sofa

And his favorite guy

Is Husband Jim

When Jim leaves in the morning

for coffee with his cronies

Doogie "cries"

He's all alone

His "God" has left!

And so, three times

he's gotten out of our fenced back garden

Looking for Jim, we think

And twice he came back

But last Thursday

He was gone . . .

far longer than he ever had.

I even went out and undid some one of the places that we thought he got out of

thinking that perhaps he wasn't back because he couldn't get back in!

Most of the day passed

And no Doogie

And then on facebook

There was Doogie

with the following caption:

This little guy was found in the 12-13th and National Street Area. He had been hit by a car, but is ok. He is an adult male, wearing a red collar. If you know someone that lives in this area and is missing a dog please let us know.

It was shared by a facebook friend

from the page of Animal Care Center.

Doogie and I were reunited

Jim and Doogie were reunited

(that being the most important)

Once home, Doogie slept . . .

 And slept.

But he is okay.    Back to normal, in fact.

And, as usual, he is a bit camera shy

But with a little coaxing, he will pose.

The story:

He was in the street, a very busy street, unconscious and unmoving.

This man stopped his car, got out and put him on the parking so he wouldn't get squished,

thinking he was dead.

Before he got back in his car, Doogie moved and since he was alive, the man took him

to the vet to have him checked out for

Doogie was bleeding from the mouth and he feared internal injuries

The diagnosis:

he cut his lip on his tooth when he fell.

It must have been a concusion which caused him to be unconscious.

Saturday afternoon, Doogie and I visited the gentlemen

and brought him a big bag of Easter cookies.

A small payment, in our opinion, for his life saving actions.
For we shall be forever grateful that he saved Doogie.

He slept for about 12 hours

And then he was the old Doogie

Barking and jumping at squirrels with Dolly.

And The Doll?

She enjoyed the day alone

(We sometimes thinks that she has a little talk with Doogie and encourages him to leave

So that it can be a one dog household again!)

The Hub Bub left her tired

And so she retired to her bed,

leaving us to fuss over Doogie for a while.

Things are now back to normal.

He "talks" when Jim leaves each morning.

He and Dolly enjoy each other's company,

chasing squirrels in the back garden

(and he may catch one -- he can jump!)

And leaving messages for one another

And having a game as to see who can leave the last one

before you come back inside.

This is a reminder, if you see an animal that's been hit by the car in the street, don't run over them "again".   They might still be alive and have just been knocked out.    

It's Wednesday and I'm sharing Doogie's Mis-Adventures with Susan at A Southern Daydreamer for Outdoor Wednesday.