Earlier in the day we had visited a pet supply store in town and had a great chat with the woman working there. Beckie suggested I call her. We looked up her number and I called. I got voicemail and started leaving a message telling her who I was and our situation. She quickly answered and told me she would call her boss who was the owner of the shop and would be able to help us. Within five minutes, Gail (the shop owner) was on the phone with me arranging a space at her rescue for the little guy. All the while, the employee, police and other concerned humans waiting patiently with us as we worked through how we could best help him be safe and hopefully find his family. Being a visitor to town I was unfamiliar with the location of her rescue so the police officer offered to lead the way. So it was with a police escort that little Ulysses (what we have been calling him) made his way into gentle arms and warm place to await his family. We are hopeful they will be reunited but if not, Beckie has fallen in love and will happily take him into her home.
It was such a heartwarming reminder of human goodness and the power of community and wonderful people coming together to care for one little dog.
I wonder... what would have happened if it was a pig? I truly believe it would have happened the same way. When met as an individual, connections can be made and compassion can flourish.