Monday, December 18, 2006

146 And The Case Of The Confused Mutt


After returning from the bar Saturday night a few girls living on our street came on by and left a dog for us to take care of. The girls had found the dog, which was quickly named Chuck Norris, running rampant on our street, so they decided to take care of him and thought that he was from our house, due to the fact that our house was the only one up at that late hour. After a peaceful night with a new and confused member at 146, a Swedish exchange friend of ours found a note portraying the dog at the Stauffer Library. A phone call later the actual owners were on their way.

And as it turned out, the mutt's name wasn't Chuck Norris, but rather ...Taz. Needless to say, Taz has been reunited with his family and we were treated with yet another weird story to tell to people later on in life, concerning what actually went on during the exchange.

Just finished packing. Soon it'll be "Kingston no more".

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