After Starbucks, it was around 7pm and I decided to give this weekend's sales one more shot. I drove to Nordstrom Rack which sits in a shopping center of big stores, including Best Buy, Michael's, Lowe's, Target and so on. The sales had pretty much sucked, being nonexistent or really chintzy. My main goal was to get a pair of curtains and rods from Restoration Hardware, but that's another story.
The road to the shopping center goes by the Burbank Animal Shelter and runs alongside the train tracks. It was upon passing the shelter that I saw two small dogs, scared, confused and frantic, run out into the road. I honked, traffic slowed, and I pulled over. As I backed up, I saw one of them go for the street again, her little body back lit by car headlights. I breathed in as I was sure I was going to witness something horrible. Thankfully, an SUV had also stopped and a woman passenger got out to help, leaving her door open. This alerted the other drivers that something was wrong. I walked into the street to where the little tan dog was, and luckily, she came right to me when I called her. As I stuffed her into my car, I saw that she'd clearly just had puppies or was pregnant. The woman who had jumped out of the SUV was chasing the other dog toward the shelter. I jogged up the entrance ramp to the shelter, but then realized I was too far away and got back into my car. When I backed up to where she was, she had the other dog clutched to her chest.
"Well done!" I said. She looked out of breath and scared. I learned that she had actually thought the dogs were mine and had jumped from the car into traffic. How nice of her to stop and help! I told her that I saw them running into the street and figured some asswipe had dumped them. I told her that I'd make sure the dogs would get to the shelter, which was closed, and if not, then I had another option. The people at Petmania run an awesome adoption program. She couldn't take them, as she had a dog. For those of you that read this blog, it's obvious why I couldn't take them. She handed the dog to me, and I now had two little warm bodies huddled against me, hearts racing. However, they were clearly tame dogs who had been around people and very glad to be off the streets. The cruelty, stupidity and callousness of people just amazes me. How could that man think dumping them outside a shelter was humane and safe?!
By then, another man, who had been filming for his documentary on the trains, saw the whole thing and came over. "You rock," he said. He'd also witnessed the guy who had dumped them, and at first thought he'd left the "after hours" cages unlocked and they'd escaped. The thing is though, the shelter and police work together, and to get the cages unlocked, you have to call the Burbank police. The guy made the call for me and we waited for the police to arrive. While we were waiting, he took the picture of us at the top of the post. Blurry, but you can see the adorable angels.
The police showed up and opened the cages, then put the dogs inside together. The cages are in a bus shelter type structure, and there is food, blankets and water inside. The female cop compassionately put another blanket over the door of the cage to provide security and further protect them from the cold. They took my name, and that of the man who had called. The male policeman told me that the shelter has top rate security cameras, so hopefully they got the license plate of the man who illegally and cruelly dumped the dogs. Whether they will pursue anything, I don't know. I'm going to call tomorrow to check on their welfare. And, see if I can get them into the Petmania program.