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Feb. 24th, 2012 05:53 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
dmxratedYesterday, as I was bringing my mail back into the house, a large white dog with patches of brown fur approached me. He didn't try to bite me or anything, but I gave Mom a call about him after coming inside, and she told me to knock on our nextdoor neighbor's door and ask if it was their dog. I had to wait a few minutes before someone answered the door, and he turned out not to be theirs.
While I was crossing the frontyard back into the house, the same guy I had spoken to just one week before last Thanksgiving stopped by in his car and came to retrieve the dog. He told me his name is Taz, and I told him that's the same name as Grandma Barbara's dog (which is also just as big, but a different breed altogether).
While I was crossing the frontyard back into the house, the same guy I had spoken to just one week before last Thanksgiving stopped by in his car and came to retrieve the dog. He told me his name is Taz, and I told him that's the same name as Grandma Barbara's dog (which is also just as big, but a different breed altogether).