No pet specific grumble thread, so I'll put this here.
So, I'm walking back through the village with Megan on her evening walk when I noticed a dog wandering around in the middle of the High Street, the occasional car having to weave around it.
What to do? No one in sight anywhere and the dog was in serious danger of running under a car. So I slipped Meg off her lead and attached it to the stray's harness and took her into the pub nearby to see if anyone their recognised it. No luck, but they photographed it and posted it on the Llandysul faceache page.
I then took the sort of cross between a Basset Hound and Fox Hound back 200 meters to my house with the intention of taking it to the vet in the morning,. I'd not even taken my coat off when the pub rang me to say the owner had arrived. (Blimey, faceache works, doesn't it? Still not joining though.)
So walk Molly back to the pub for a joyful reunion. Dog was only 1.5 miles from home and they'd been searching for 4 hours.
The grumble? The owner profusely thanked the landlord, the barman, the two locals propping up the bar, but just totally blanked me.
Meh