Wow that's scary.
I came out one day to find our dog warden at my house. She had gone around my house (not an easy feat), and counted my dogs. She told me someone said someone in a silver car was trying to dump puppies down at the netcher road covered bridge. I had a silver car, and a sliver SUV at the time. And Netcher Road Bridge is about 3 miles away.
It sucks to be suspected. I asked her how old the puppies were, and she said they were about 8 weeks, she thinks. I had a couple of 14 week old pups and some 4 week old puppies. I told her that they were line bred on a double world sieger and I wasn't dumping them, but she was welcome to come in and see them if she wanted.
She then said she would just fall in love with them and did not. That was maybe 2-3 years ago, so that was the end of that. She checked up, called in to find out how many dogs I had licensed and if I had a kennel license. And she told me I had all the correct licenses. Good to know. Why would I not know that? But whatever.
The idea that someone might think I would dump puppies is terrible though. I can just imagine if someone was accusing your dog of getting loose and biting someone.
Animal Control, or the dog warden has actually a lot of power. Maybe a little too much power in some instances. Without a warrant, they can come into your home to look at dogs if they are looking for a lost or stolen dog, just like the game warden can come into your home to check your freezer to see if you have an poached game in there. Everyone else has to convince a judge that there is reasonable cause to believe that you have stolen property or committed some crime for which evidence can be obtained.
If you get the wrong person in that job, it can be really bad.
Our local shelter is not funded by the government, but the government pays if the dog warden picks up a stray and houses it at the shelter. I was down there a couple of weeks ago dropping off a bag of food and some unused enzymes, and the dog warden was there. There was a notice on the door about high intake and excuse the odor, etc. Look, I am not Ms. Susie home-maker and my house generally needs a good scrubbing. But I walked into that shelter, and walking into a hoarder's home couldn't have been much worse. The stench of urine nearly knocked me down. This wasn't back in the kennels, but up at the front desk. It was terrible. The idea that if the dog warden was going to confiscate dogs, they would go to that place, that is horrific. The dogs living in the out-door kennels over there, definitely have it better.
Bear Cub, Hepsi-Pepsi
Cujo2, Karma Chameleon
Ramona the Pest, Kojak -- who loves you baby?
Tiny Tinnie, Susie's Uzzi, Kaiah -- The Baby Monster.