Update

We still have the dog. However, we -think- we have found the owners. Here's what happened: Jim got a call one day from a guy. He said he knew the dog and knew where he lived. So last Thursday night, Jim and the girls headed over to return the dog. The guy had said it was a young family with a little girl.

The first house they thought it was housed a young college student. Oops. So they started going down the row. They got to one house and the door was opened by two little girls. When they saw the dog their faces lit up! Jim asked if this was their dog and they went "um, uh, hang on" and ran away. They came back to the door and said "no, we don't have a dog". The mom, whom Jim never saw and never came to the door, yelled down the stairs, "we don't have a dog!" Ok. So they walked on.

The next door neighbors said the dog didn't belong to them. BUT, they said, we have returned him to his house several times. He lives next door.

So.

Now what do we do????? The guy who contacted Jim seems very interested in this dog. We think he probably thought "next time that dog gets out, I'm keeping him". We're still not 100% sure those were the owners. But Jim said he got a weird vibe about it. He thinks he was reading too much into it. I say Jim is a guy. He NEVER reads too much in to stuff. So if he got this weird feeling, then there's a good chance it's true.

So we still have the dog. We can't decide whether to keep him or give him to this other guy. We're both torn. There are days we both want to keep him and then there are days where we think he'd be better off with those other people. (They have two other dogs and no kids.)

So that's where we are. Just kinda hanging on in limbo b/c we aren't sure what's best for us or the dog.

Other quick updates:
Beta gets her stitches out tomorrow. She is worried that it will hurt really bad. I told her tonight that it would not hurt REALLY bad. I don't think it'll hurt at all, by the looks of the scab. I'm not sure she's convinced.

Alpha is back at school after spring break. She had to go to Jim's office every day last week. Borrringgg....I feel so bad for not being able to take her places and do something fun. And one of Jim's coworkers went on vacation so Jim had to cover for him. That meant he couldn't take off and do something fun. She was still glad that she didn't have school, though.

3 weeks and counting left in tax season! I hope I can make it....I'm hitting 50 hours a week, or darn near close to it every week. Come on April 15th!