This has been a really fucking weird week. See previous post and also the fact that I'm doing a ten day design competition with some classmates, besides normal schoolwork.

So last night the team that is working on the competition decides to take a dinner break. On the main drag we find this guy:

He's obviously someone's dog. I make the mistake of telling my friends, "hey, I want a dog." So they say I should take him and they'll even help set me up. I end up bringing him home. I tell all my friends I found a dog, but I post an ad on craigslist.

Anyway, the night is winding down. I decide to take little Fido/Rex/? for a walk, especially since I don't know his bathroom habits. He's pulled me about two blocks from my house (his short little legs are really fucking strong), and look who runs up to us:

She's lost too. She came out of a random yard that very obviously wasn't hers. WHAT THE HELL IS HAPPENING AROUND HERE?

So last night I had two dogs. I had to keep them in different rooms so they wouldn't hump or fight or whatever. Fido woke me up at about 5:15am to take what was probably a 9 minute leak in my yard. Fido's owner called me about 6:00am to make sure I had her pup. She came to get him. One down.

What's her name is currently in my backyard. The city office that keeps pet registration records doesn't open until 11:30. WTF, mate.

I've always said I was crazy sniffable, and you guys never believed me. Apparently I'm running some sort of dog boarding operation. If your dog gets lost in Austin, don't worry, he'll find me.