Another visitor

Last Thursday we were out for a walk and this little cutie came bounding our way. It had no collar, no escort, and a penchant for running in the streets. I decided to try and get it to follow us home. All I had to say was "here doggie!" and it would have followed me anywhere.

Tycho did not like this visitor any more than he liked the last one. Only this time, instead of slinking about the house, he fluffed out and was growling, hissing and spitting at the dog through the door. Theta was, as always, asleep under the bed.

I also found out that the humane society around here either will not or cannot accept found dogs older than 6 months old. So this one went to the city pound, but it's cute enough that I don't think it'll have any trouble finding a home.