Gina (or Jenna)

We were out for a neighborhood stroll today when we saw a dog running down the middle of a major street.

My wife, being the dog lover she is, knew we had to do something. So... being the athlete that she is... took off running after the dog in her big clompy boots. We finally caught her using Gidget as bait. She had no tags.

After asking several passersby if they recognized the dog, we began to think that we may have a new member of the family. I knew we couldn't take her to a shelter because I've seen that awful Sarah McLachlan commercial too many times- it's all I could think about.

Gina took to us quickly but was badly in need of a bath. Eventually we decided to take her to a nearby animal hospital to see if she was microchipped. She jumped in my car, slobbered on everything and breathed in my face the whole way there. When we arrived we scanned her and found out that she was indeed microchipped (whew).

They called the owner who said her name was Gina and that she had run away while they were stopped at Trader Joe's. They are not from here... they are on a road trip. So we waited around and said our goodbyes and Gina's family pulled up in a big Winnebego. Two little blonde-haired kids tore open the door and sprinted across the parking lot to the animal hospital. Gina saw them through the window and went nuts. They had australian accents so we realized that they might have been saying Jenna, not Gina. Hard to tell.

We will be getting Gidget microchipped. If it weren't for that, there would have been two very sad australian tourist kids in a winnebego.

But she was. So... Gina/Jenna lived happily ever after.