Lost Puppies and LBDs

This morning was hellacious. I woke up, got ready, cleaned up lots of jackass dog excrement, then went to leave, only to find that I did not have my keys. I had left them in Ricky's car, and Ricky had left to work at 5 am. I couldn't call him, because our phone has been dead for two days (thank you, Mediacom) and so I was stranded, with no way to get to work and no way to call. I emailed Ricky and my boss, and didn't hear back from either. I ended up seeing Ricky's best friend Dave online on Facebook, and he called Ricky at work to tell him what was going on. Ricky emailed me and said he was on his way.
I then heard a thudding noise at my front door. I opened it to discover this:

This little guy was sitting on my porch, and jumping up at my storm door. No tags, no collar, nothing.

I put one of Malo's leads on him and took him for a walk around the block (after giving him some treats and water) knocking on doors. Nobody had any idea who he was. =(

When we got back to the house, Ricky was there. I unleashed him and he took off. I'm sad about it, I hope he gets home safe. I think I'll go look for him later.

On a happy note, I wore my favorite black sheath dress today, with a gray 1/2 sleeve tee underneath and I really liked the combination. And my pen necklace makes everything cute. So secretarial, haha. I must have looked funny walking a Lhasa Apso (Pekingese?) around the neighborhood at 8 am wearing this outfit and 4 inch black heels. Ah well, gives the neighbors something to wonder about.