Here comes T-Bone. Here goes T-Bone.

I like Dogs, but I never had the urge to actually have one.
Jeff made up the whole story so I would take T-Bone back.
I couldn't help but wonder if he lied too much he didn't even noticed he was making things up.
This time, his friend was leaving and nobody could take care of his little puppy.

The poor little guy was all ready as a little girl's first dog and he might be sentenced to his death if we weren't taking him.

Mo was super excited about the idea that a doggy is coming to live with us.

What else could I say?

Therefore, T-Bone arrived at the Saturday night.

He turned out to be a wild dog Jeff's friend caught in the mountain and he was definitely not a puppy.

But T-Bone was calm, relaxed and polite.

I only heard him barking once because I stepped on his foot.

Mo held his leash to show him around and checked on him almost every minute.

The next morning she jumped up from the bed and the first thing she said was "Is my doggy awake yet? Can I play with him now?".

T-Bone ran away when Jeff was going to put his new collar on.

The idiot just removed the old one then let go and lost the sight of T-Bone when he was getting his scooter.

I did everything I could in following days and people kept calling me to tell me where T-Bone might be.

I realized Jeff wasn't even trying to find T-Bone after all these and his excuse was "T-Bone was a wild dog and this was his choice.".

Why did you guys catch him from his mountain in the first place then?

Mo is too young to feel sad, but she is still asking about T-Bone sometimes.

I hope he is fine now and I could see him someday in the neighborhood.