A Visitor

Last night when I was coming home from the Western Quilters Meeting,

I caught sight of some eyes in my headlights.

I slowed down as I thought it was a cat but when I got closer

I discovered it was a little dog.  I stopped the car in the middle of the 

road and got out.  The little dog ran down the middle of the road.

I got down low and called it and he came to me so I picked him up

and put him in the car. I drove a couple of metres to our driveway and 

stopped to check his tag.

He had a SPCA foster tag on with a phone number which I phoned 

but was after hours.  There is a SPCA worker who lives nearly opposite our 

drive but it was late and dark so took the little guy home.

Our dogs were fascinated in this little guy who was smaller

than the cats.  We put him in the cat cage and this morning I called the

animal welfare and left a message.  Eventually the SPCA foster 

service phoned and determined that I had Alvin, a year old

Chihuahua who has a flea allergy and being fostered until better.

They called the person who was fostering him and he came and 

collected him.  

Jake trying to work out what kind of cat he is.