Saturday, August 23, 2008

A boy and his dog

Our son worked 86 hours last week.

One evening, he was driving back in the dark to the house where he's staying when he noticed a little dog – a West Highland terrier – alone in a street with hardly any houses in it. He’s a kind lad, so despite being tired, he stopped the car. The dog greeted him enthusiastically. Then he remembered that, about half a mile back, he’d passed some people who seemed to be looking for something.

So he put the dog on the passenger seat and turned the car round. The dog climbed on to his knee and sat there, licking his face. Son arrived at where the people were and asked them if they were looking for a dog.

No, they were looking for a public telephone. Their mobile (cell) phones had no signal in this rural area.

So Son had kidnapped a dog.

The dog had a phone number on her collar, but there was of course no mobile phone signal. So he drove to the house, dog still on knee, and phoned the number. Had they lost their dog?

Well, the people said, they had certainly let their dog outside a little while ago.

So Son had kidnapped a dog from outside her own house. (“Promising medical career ruined by dognap incident.”)

He drove her back again and handed her over.

“Still,” he said philosophically, “it was nice having a dog for a little while. And she seemed to enjoy her drive.”



We're really missing him. I wish someone would put him in a car and bring him back to us. Sonnapping. Good plan.

10 comments:

jkhenson said...

Thank you, Isabelle for the chuckle! :) And what kindness your son has in him. :)

Tanya Brown said...

Oh, goodness. Well. If the dog had been in trouble, your son would have been ready to step up and help out. That counts, doesn't it?

Scottish Nanna said...

What a heart warming story your son has a good heart you have brought him up well.
Hugs Mary.

Pam said...

What a lovely son. He does you proud.

mountainear said...

A not-lost dog couldn't have been in better hands.

leslie said...

Great post! If this is the son who's a doctor, my goodness! He hardly looks old enough. But, um, er, I guess "I'm" getting older! lol

Thimbleanna said...

Oh Isabelle! Your posts are always so fabulous. Thanks for the laugh and the tear in the eye at the same time!

Brandi said...

I found your comment on my blog after we had to crash and restart our computer, LOL! Thanks so much for the sympathetic thought ... It meant a lot and brought a smile.

Kerri said...

What a sweet boy :) I'm sure the "unlost" dog had a wonderful time and enjoyed her little encounter with your son.
It's hard when they first move away.
I hope he calls you often, or at least e-mails, but judging from what you've told us about him, I suspect he misses you both too, and is good about that sort of thing.
You're a lucky mum, Isabelle, to have such sweet children :)

meggie said...

How sweet your son is. Never mind it was a bit of a mistake- at least his heart is in the right place.
I expect if the dog had been looking for a good home, he may have ended up with Cassy & Sirius?