Hello /r/dogs! Long time lurker, first time poster here! I wanted to share with you all a short (still developing) story about a beautiful pup that came into my life today. Before I start, I'll say there is a tl;dr down below and a link to pictures. Feel free to skip ahead ;-)This morning I awoke at 6:30am, as I usually do, to the light pawing of my 5 month old pup upon my back. Every morning is the same routine: Winnie, the newest member of the family, paws at my back to wake up, I roll over and grab her up and try to go back to sleep, she wiggles around and eventually entices Rango, my boston terrier, to join in, I finally give in and we all get out of bed and have breakfast. This morning was really no different. I fed the dogs as usual and put their leashes on to go out for their morning walk. They were both extra excited to go out but that's not really unusual.As we all piled out the door I noticed a police car a ways down the road but didn't think much of it. Both the dogs did their business and I was letting them have a few extra sniffs, as I sometimes do, before going back inside. That's when I saw what the police officer was doing. About a half a block down the road from my front yard where we all were was the police officer, out of his car, trying to coax a brown pit bull to him.I had previously seen this same pitbull numerous times around the neighborhood running free. Every time I saw it, it would bark at me and keep running. Concerned for the safety of my own two dogs, I decided to rush them inside. I wanted to see how the putbull/police officer situation panned out, so I went back outside to find the pitbull had run past the police officer and was now in my front yard.The police officer had gotten in his car and was now in front of my house and asked me if it was my dog. I told him no, but that I had seen the dog before. I told him to watch the dog and I'll go inside and get food and a leash and try to help him catch it. I rushed inside and got a leash and some leftover chicken out of the fridge. I made the leash into a slip and proceeded outside.It didn't take much to convince the dog to come to the food. Once she was in front of me (I could now tell it was a 'she') I placed the food on the ground and tried to put the slip over her head. It took a few tries, me inching closer and her backing up, then finally I got her. I backed up, holding the leash at length. She then moved in and ate all the chicken and then fell in beside me like it was time for a walk. I suddenly realized that this was probably a pretty stupid move on my part, approaching a strange dog and putting my hands close to it's mouth to put it on a leash, but while I was doing it all I was thinking was the poor thing getting hit by a car if I didn't succeed.So now I have a putbull, on a leash, and a police officer (who I hope was impressed) looking to me on what to do next. I see a neighbor down the road in their driveway so I tell the officer that we should go ask him about the dog. I walked the dog down and asked, he said the dog belonged to a house up the next block. So the pup and I started down the road to her alleged home, with the police officer, in their squad car now, following closely behind.As I approached the door of the home and knocked I saw another police officer pull up. I began to get worried that these police were going to take the dog to the local shelter, where pitbull breeds are rarely ever adopted out. I would later find out that animal control wasn't on duty yet, so they were on their own for a few more hours. The original officer said he would have put the dog in his car and drove her to animal control... So I am in front of the door and I knock. The dog seems to look like it knows the home, tail wagging etc., but dogs tend to do that. No answer at the door. By this time the original officer is out of his car and walking toward us. I say "No answer" and he steps up and gives it a real "POLICE DEPARTMENT" announcement plus loud banging knock. This gets someone stirring inside and they answer the door.The woman that answered the door was young-ish. Probably late 30s early 40s. First thing out of anyone's mouth was the police officer who said "Is this your dog?" The woman responded with a phrase that I realize I have never heard before. She said "Not anymore, it was our dog but we gave it away about 2 weeks ago."Now, let me say, I know people give dogs away for various reasons, I'm sure it happens every day, but for some reason when she said that my heart sunk.She then told a story about how the dog always got out (which I knew from seeing her previously) and that she had taken it to a relatives house a few miles away. The dog had obviously escaped and attempted to return home to it's old stomping grounds. At this point I see that the woman is nervous due to the presence of the police officers so I start to cut her a little slack. Then I said "I'll take the dog for now" This wasn't a plan of mine, it just seemed like the only solution to the present problem of a loose dog.The woman was very thankful that I offered to take the dog. She told me the dog's name was "Momma Bear" and her daughter, who had come outside, said "aw momma bear, I want to see momma bear". I made sure she understood that I was taking the dog and asked if the current owners would miss the dog and she said "No". She went back inside and the police officer asked me if I was sure I could take the dog, and I said yes, and he said if I need anything, just to give him a call. I got his name and info and he left. I'll have to say he was a very nice guy, and I respect him a lot because from what I could tell, he had only the best intentions on trying to capture the dog.So after he left, the newly renamed PB Mimi (it just came to me, Pitbull Mimi, or Peanut Butter Mimi because of her color) and I headed home. We recently got a puppy, Winnie, who is 5 months old, and gets along with everyone. So I knew that shouldn't be a problem. My other dog, Rango, a 4 year old boston terrier, absolutely despises all living creatures (aside from me, my girlfriend, Winnie, our 2 cats, and a few family members). I brought the dog in the back door to my bedroom and shut the door to the rest of the house and woke up my girlfriend. She opened her eyes and said "Oh my god, what is that, who is this? OMG OMG come here, come here" and patted the bed to which PB Mimi reacted by promptly jumping up and joining my girlfriend in a snuggle-fest. I went out and got Winnie and brought her in. The immediately hit it off!I had to take my girlfriend into the office, so we took Winnie and PB Mimi on a car ride and dropped her off. When we got back home I decided that Rango should meet the interloper. I entered the house in the back door again and shut PB Mimi and Winnie in the bedroom and went out and picked up Rango. I brought him in the room and let him sniff her from afar. I could instantly tell that for some reason Rango didn't mind this dog being present in HIS house! I put him down, there was a little bit of growling on his part, then he just went to sniffing!Now we are all hanging out in my office. Everyone is getting along pretty great. I can't keep the her. It's just not feasible with the space we have and the cost of another dog, and the fact that we work a lot. I've got a lot of people helping me look for a new home for her, but I just couldn't leave her to the streets or the shelter! Anyways, hope you enjoyed the story. Pics are below of PB Mimi and The Crew!tl;dr I found a neighborhood dog and I'm temporarily fostering it until I can find a more permanent home for herHERE ARE THE PICTURES!!! via /r/dogs http://ift.tt/2qG9BlW
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