There was an abandoned (?) puppy at the local bar tonight. Long story, guess the owner (of three days) just stopped by, gave the dog to someone they didn't know, then fucked off to do, uh, something else? In Denver, no return ETA, no info exchanged other than phone numbers.
Pup's eight weeks and three days old. Already getting some love from local folks (and a local dog, as pictured). We've taken up a collection in case the original "owner" doesn't come back. Which seems likely.
It's weird how some of the most despicable human behavior I've ever seen tends to counter-balance with some of the BEST examples of humanity. This keeps happening. My dream is to one day see the latter arise spontaneously without the impetus of the former.
Louisa
