Recently, I had a situation where I had to decide what to do about a dog I saw off leash. Looking out my balcony window, I could see this fluffy little white dog meandering around on the sidewalk without any people in sight. Not only did I fear that he would run out into the street, but it was about 4000 degrees out. So, II put on some pants and went outside. He let me pick him up, and I did a couple trips around the block to see if his people were around, or if he escaped through an open door. Nothing.
So I took him into my air conditioned apartment, got him a little water and a little piece of meat. He politely declined. So I called the number on his tag and left a voicemail. Where this story gets really annoying to me is two stoners started calling his name. I tell them I have the dog and I am coming down. Apparently the owners went on vacation in Mexico and left him with Beavis and Butthead to take care of. I'm not saying I'm a hero, but I was kind of expecting a call back to say thank you. Lets say he was in no danger of getting hit by a car or dehydrating... what if I had been someone intent on keeping the dog? Why am I not allowed to own a dog in my apartment but there are people who obviously don't deserve one who are?