My dog found a dog. I was with my dog at the time.

[Jilly_in_VA]

14. I HATE people who dump animals!

I used to live near a street/highway that bordered a large open field or series of vacant lots. People dumped animals there all the time, which is how we got our Best Cat Ever. The Best Dog Ever is another story, too long to tell here. After they took up residence, I swear they put our name on the street as a "safe house" because stray cats and dogs would wander in to the yard all the time. We couldn't keep them all and were constantly calling the humane society for pickup or trying to rehome them. It was really frustrating. There was one dog I would like to have kept. She was a middle-sized black female with silky fur who wandered in on a Friday morning of a long weekend. I called her "Bette Noir". She was very sweet, but our Porsche let me know in no uncertain terms that she was the Only Dog and that was how it was. I had to turn her in and I felt awful about it. I couldn't even keep her long enough to try to find her a home myself.