An Unexpected Guest

When Justin and I went to Ikea today, we expected to come home with a few new picture frames, not a new (to us) dog. Reality did not match our expectations.

After our trip to Ikea, we took Pecos on a romp in a grassy field in a nearby town. As we were driving away, I noticed a dachshund in the road. He was oblivious to the cars around him and he was clearly alone. Feeling guilty, I turned the car around to go check on the dog. As we passed again, he wandered in the road two more times. Justin and I then stopped to rescue him. After devising a collar/leash out of Pecos' leash and asking a few locals if they knew the dog, we decided the only course of action was to take him to the pound in Wiesbaden.

During the hour drive to the pound (damn traffic), Justin and I got to examine our guests many wonderful traits. He is old, fat, lumpy, stinky, scabby, and dirty. He also has disgusting long rear-dewclaws, large black balls, and a few open soars. Beyond all this he is agreeable.

Much to Justin's dismay, the pound was closed when we arrived, and the dog came home with us. We have named him Slumpy (or Schlumpy if you speak Yiddish or are me). He has had a bath, eaten some food, had some water, and gone to sleep. He seems to be unaware that this is not his daily routine, or perhaps we are the ones who are unaware. Hopefully his state of obliviousness will keep his spirits high when he goes to the pound tomorrow morning, or at least until his owner claims him.

Pecos is in disbelief.

Oh, and on a completely different note, Justin wants to let everyone know that cuckoo birds actually do exist. We heard a real one today for the first time during our romp through the fields.