Finding a dog becomes a norm to me.

But returning a lost dog to someone who don't even recognise her dog, is not.

Man. I was so disappointed with the owner (if she ever calls herself one), i wanted to either:

A) Demand more money (more than the $50 she offered) ,

B) Not return her the dog,

C) Don't take the moolah, give a 'how-to-take-care-of-your-dog' talk.

Obviously, I did C. Which i deeply regreted. Shoulda come up with option D: take the money and walk away. I lectured her on how you should not treat your dog like that, and even told her to keep the $50 to treat the dog's bad skin condition (I EVEN BATHED IT CAUSE IT WAS SO DIRTY).

Was feeling so pissy, called up Jane (owner of Loving pets; who gave us Quincy when she was 2 months old!) and started to rant about how ungrateful she is. She merely told us, "this isn't THAT bad. Its considered good already."

Man. What have the world become.