Driving home tonight about 55-60 on my county road, following a Ford pickup. About 3 miles before home I passed a beautiful little GSD puppy (maybe 12 weeks old) by the side of the road in someone's front yard. I went on home, then got my husband and went back to make sure he was ok. We pulled up, he was leaning against a couple trash cans at the edge of the road. He couldn't get to us fast enough, so excited, and followed me up to the house. I asked the person if he was theirs, she said oh yeah. I told them he was out next to the road. She said well he can come in, but someone is supposed to come pick him up tonight. I said you're getting rid of him? Her husband said yep. I told them if no one showed up I would take him. Beautiful little black and tan boy, and so sweet. I was so angry at their attitude, the pick up and I (and every other car)could have hit him. I know she just had a baby, I bet they got him and now it's too much. I so wish I would have just opened the door, let him and headed home. My blood pressure is through the roof. I'm going for a drive in a little bit (in a different car) to see if he is outside again. :angryfire: and it's raining.