Last night, Leo and I went for a walk with the dogs before dinner, taking advantage of the perfect weather, and trying to wear the dogs out after their already long day at the Playplace.
Close to the finish of our walk, we were on a street a couple of blocks down from our own. As we walked down the street, I noticed a little dog out in the middle of it. He looked scared and confused. As we got closer, he ran back to the other side of the street, watching us as we approached. He was about the same size as our dogs, but skinnier. The house he was at was dark, but their garage was open, and junk was just spilling out of it. I was afraid that maybe he'd escaped the yard, and was thinking of approaching the house to let them know their dog was out. But he was sitting on the porch at that point, just watching us as we walked by. Our dogs were so tired by that point (yay!) that they didn't even react to this sad little guy.
There was also a chair out on their porch...it was a lazy-boy type thing. Not a standard outside chair. There was a mattress falling out of the garage, and lots of other junk that seemed to keep the garage door from being able to be closed. It looked like someone had just thrown all the shit out there in a hasty manner.
I was concerned, and thought we should check with a neighbor to see if they knew the dog's owners, and if they knew what was going on at that house. But all the houses around it seemed dark, too.
Leo just kept walking. He noticed that the people had put their trash out to be collected yesterday morning, so to him, that was a sign that things were fine.
I didn't trust that. I called the police when I got home (not 911...I call the police distpatch for our city instead when it comes to stuff like that), and I asked if they could maybe check it out? If for no other reason than to make sure that puppy was ok. I told them that it looked just like a really weird situation, and they asked if I wanted to be called back, and like a dope, I said no. So I have no idea what the deal was...
Afterward, I got defensive with Leo - not for any reason in particular, but just because I'm me. I said, "You know, if someone came into our house, killed us, and then stole a bunch of stuff, leaving a mess in the garage like that as they left, I'd only hope that our neighbors would be concerned enough to call the police based on what they saw outside! Maybe nothing is wrong...maybe they're just messy and assholeish. At least the police should be able to tell them to take care of their dog!"
He agreed. But I still wonder if I'm a jackass for calling and being all concerned. It didn't look right, though, you know? I just had a funny feeling about it, is all.
What would you do if you were in my shoes? And believe me, I really wanted to walk up to the house and knock on the door. But I was afraid of scaring the puppy into running. I don't think it would have had a problem approaching us if we hadn't had two dogs with us, but since that wasn't the case, I'm sure it wouldn't have come if I'd called to it.