Kudos to Max's mom. I called her yesterday after scooping a schnauzer out of traffic near 38th and Post. She was familiar with all the vet clinics on that side of town and directed me to the closest for a chip-check.
I'd forgotten what a pain in the patootie intact male dogs can be....he's constantly air humping everything.....Yukon is generally "above it all" but occasionally gets riled, just a snark, nothing exciting--so far. Mostly Yukon considers this a game since he has to lay like a sphinx to play bitie-face with the little guy. Of course Gretchen is on lock-down with crate, gate, and rotate due to her past dog-aggressive behavior. Sally is playful when there's no resource involved (her person, her food, her bed) then it's snark-city.
I've checked-4-chip (nada) put adds in Craigs List, Indy Lost Pet Alert, Facebook and made posters to put all over the area where I found him. So far, I've gotten 4 calls. One for a poodle/schnauzer mix that's brown....but cut like a schnauzer. (Uhm, NO) One from a sister-in-law of someone who lost a dog, but can't describe the collar. (Have your sister-in-law call me.) And one from 38th and Shadeland....that I actually went to see. (At 10:30 pm, which was stupid.) The dog barked one alert-bark as the woman approached my car--in the dark--with three children and a woman in a wheelchair. The woman said this dog was much bigger than hers. Her child said, "Well, mama, he probably ate since he left." Which made me laugh. They thanked me profusely for driving all that way even though it wasn't their dog. I wished them luck and went home. So, we can scratch "Tiger" and "Scruffy" from the list of potential dog names....
My little head had just touched the pillow, when my phone rang again. I let it go to voice mail and tried to get some sleep. Gretchen was in her crate and the only one cooperating with my plan. Sally was constant snarking at the intruder's every move. He was chasing Precious, a cat who's never backed down from a charging pit bull in her life, and barking like a lunatic whilst doing it. Yukon kept changing sides of the bed, trying to get a break from his sexual tormentor. At 4am, I put Sally, Yukon, and "Axel-Schnitz" in the yard for a pee, then Gretchen. Then I put Yukon out. Gretchen in her crate, Sally in the bedroom, and Axel-Schnitz in Yukonorama's crate....where he yipped for release so constantly that I eventually fell asleep listening to him. At 7:30 he was still yipping at about the same rate. We did another pee-pee rotation and I finally got everyone fed. (Apparently, he's never eaten dry food before. A little water on it made all the difference.)
I actually resisted the temptation to call my late-night caller first thing this morning....not only irked at the late call, but also my poor night's sleep--thanks to Axel-Schnitz.....When I did call back, her voice mail was full....right now? Oh, he's sacked out at my feet, schnauzer-snoozing.
He is a cutie, and a happy-go-lucky little guy, always smiling. He lays froggy-style and even manages to *sit* froggy-style, which doesn't look at all comfy, but Max's mom assures me that it's typical Schnauzerly behavior. Hope his true owner calls soon, or I'm going to take him to HSI.
I'd forgotten what a pain in the patootie intact male dogs can be....he's constantly air humping everything.....Yukon is generally "above it all" but occasionally gets riled, just a snark, nothing exciting--so far. Mostly Yukon considers this a game since he has to lay like a sphinx to play bitie-face with the little guy. Of course Gretchen is on lock-down with crate, gate, and rotate due to her past dog-aggressive behavior. Sally is playful when there's no resource involved (her person, her food, her bed) then it's snark-city.
I've checked-4-chip (nada) put adds in Craigs List, Indy Lost Pet Alert, Facebook and made posters to put all over the area where I found him. So far, I've gotten 4 calls. One for a poodle/schnauzer mix that's brown....but cut like a schnauzer. (Uhm, NO) One from a sister-in-law of someone who lost a dog, but can't describe the collar. (Have your sister-in-law call me.) And one from 38th and Shadeland....that I actually went to see. (At 10:30 pm, which was stupid.) The dog barked one alert-bark as the woman approached my car--in the dark--with three children and a woman in a wheelchair. The woman said this dog was much bigger than hers. Her child said, "Well, mama, he probably ate since he left." Which made me laugh. They thanked me profusely for driving all that way even though it wasn't their dog. I wished them luck and went home. So, we can scratch "Tiger" and "Scruffy" from the list of potential dog names....
My little head had just touched the pillow, when my phone rang again. I let it go to voice mail and tried to get some sleep. Gretchen was in her crate and the only one cooperating with my plan. Sally was constant snarking at the intruder's every move. He was chasing Precious, a cat who's never backed down from a charging pit bull in her life, and barking like a lunatic whilst doing it. Yukon kept changing sides of the bed, trying to get a break from his sexual tormentor. At 4am, I put Sally, Yukon, and "Axel-Schnitz" in the yard for a pee, then Gretchen. Then I put Yukon out. Gretchen in her crate, Sally in the bedroom, and Axel-Schnitz in Yukonorama's crate....where he yipped for release so constantly that I eventually fell asleep listening to him. At 7:30 he was still yipping at about the same rate. We did another pee-pee rotation and I finally got everyone fed. (Apparently, he's never eaten dry food before. A little water on it made all the difference.)
I actually resisted the temptation to call my late-night caller first thing this morning....not only irked at the late call, but also my poor night's sleep--thanks to Axel-Schnitz.....When I did call back, her voice mail was full....right now? Oh, he's sacked out at my feet, schnauzer-snoozing.
He is a cutie, and a happy-go-lucky little guy, always smiling. He lays froggy-style and even manages to *sit* froggy-style, which doesn't look at all comfy, but Max's mom assures me that it's typical Schnauzerly behavior. Hope his true owner calls soon, or I'm going to take him to HSI.
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