As my brother and I were driving home, I saw a pit bull walking on a busy street with a blind corner. After a slight amount of begging, he stopped the car, let me jump out, and get the dog. I called the number on the tag, and as I was on the phone, another woman pulled over, gave me a leash she had in her car, and drove off. We were able to meet up with the dog’s owner, and she was more than appreciative. She thanked me for helping return her 16 year old Toby, and I got plenty of pit bull kisses.
Good day.
