I found this video from Christmas Eve, two days before we moved into our current house. We saw a small dog wandering around with no owner in sight.
Frankie was remarkably calm and didn’t try to whack the dog.
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Frankie was remarkably calm, as was the dog. He eventually found his home?
I think he did but did not see where he lived. My guess is some lazy person opened their door and let him out.
We hope the woofie found his/her way home.
I’m thinking his owner let him out to pee but was too lazy to go out with him or perhaps disabled.
Both well-behaved. I hope the dog’s owner found him.
Seems it was a smart little pupper there, knew it woulda been a smackdown! Hope he found his (her) family and home before Santa arrived …
I’m sure he knew where home was.
They were both really calm!
I expected a little trouble.
That poor little dog looked so fragile. Frankie probably felt sorry for it. Hope the doggie found its way home. XOCK, angels Lily Olivia, Mauricio, Misty May, Giulietta & Fiona, Astrid, Lisbeth, Calista Jo, Cooper Murphy, Sawyer, Kizmet, Audrey & Raleigh
He was a little guy. I’m sure Frankie didn’t consider him a threat.
I’m sorry the dog seemed lost but glad it was not aggressive. It might get along well with cats if it were properly trained.
I think he would benefit from a cat buddy.
Poor little guy was probably asking Frankie “do you know where I live????” – I sure hope he found his way home one way or another!
Hugs, Pam
He might have been saying, “Are you my mother?” 🙂
Frankie must be a really calm cat. I hope the dog found its way home.
The last dog we met got the whacky paw, but that dog was way more excited.
Frankie was extremely well behaved. I don’t think any of our cats have met a dog except maybe at a shelter.
I was surprised.
Oh, dear, that sure was a fragile looking doggy. Maybe a senior pup? H/she came to check out you as well, and seemed to ignore Frankie. I sure hope h/s found their way hi=ome without further issues. Frankie was very s=calm…I bet he would love a wee pup of his own.
(When we got our first dog, MJF, he was 8 weeks old and weighed about 2.5 pounds. Our then cat, Toki decided after a few sniffs that this was a nice warm thing, crawled into the little bed and laid on top of him. Puppy didn’t mind at all, and those two become best buddies.)
That’s a nice story. I think the little dog was old.