Josh and I were taking our standard walk (in the sun!) when a big dog trotted amicably up to us. It became apparent that he was lost. We called the number on his pet license and took him home while we waited for either his owner to call or the humane society to come pick him up. We were concerned his owners might be out of town and we are currently ill-equipped to house a dog for any long period of time. The pet licensees told us his name was “Bear.”

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Bear was really happy for the most part. He drank a tupperware full of water and ate kitty treats with no problem. Because he was huge and slobbery we hung out with him on the front porch. Hobbes had serious concerns:

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Luckily Bear’s owners called us before the dog catcher came. He was very thankful…so was our cat.