I was driving down the street to go deposit my paycheck. It was busy, because it was lunch time, and there were cars everywhere. All of a sudden I saw a white blur fly to the right, bounce on the asphalt, and roll, hitting the curb. I thought someone threw a bag of trash out, until I saw a little head lift...
Turns out, it was a puppy. No one hit the brakes. No one even cared. But I did. I pulled over and checked her out, and found her to be shocked, but in otherwise good condition. I took her back to work with me (I work for my dad, who is a veterinarian) and had my dad check her out. She was covered with fleas and scabs (probably from the fleas) but was/is in great condition aside from that. My dad is guessing she is a Pomeranian/Chihuahua mixed with who knows what else. She is 6-8 weeks old (probably closer to 8 weeks). She is ADORABLE. I already love her. I left her at work for the night (I know, I'm cruel too) because of all the fleas. I applied Frontline so she should be fine to bring home in the morning. I didn't want to create an infestation here; my Sophie and Luna would definitely not appreciate that! I cleaned her off and brushed her out real good, and she looks awesome now.
I asked my husband and he said we could keep her So now we have a new addition.
Meet Rolie Polie (no, that's not her name, that's just what I am calling her for now. Suggestions?)