I'm on Chapter 7 or so, mild spoilers for Chapter... 4? 5?
This is less book discussion and more "I want to tell you guys this story that happened recently from work" so buckle in. xD
I had this woman bring in a "stray" dog. She knew who owned the dog, but said her neighbors couldn't keep him in their yard and he was always breaking out and chasing her smaller dog, and had attacked said small dog in the past, and attacked
her when she tried to pull him off the little dog, would chase her into the house, etc. etc. This dog's name is "Bowser" and he's a huge, tan and white pit bull, so it's hard to say whether he really attacked anything or whether she just equates pits with attacking. Pit bulls
do usually have strong prey drives and it's not uncommon to meet one who can tear through a cat or a chicken or a small dog, but you just never know.
So I called Animal Control and said "Hey, do you know Bowser? Is he really aggressive or not, before I go poke him with needles?" Animal Control doesn't have a clue what I'm talking about so I told them the whole story, but this woman has never called them about the dog (which means she's probably exaggerating how 'aggressive' he is). So I vaccinate him, call his owners, move him back to the kennel, and go on with my day. Twenty minutes later, Animal Control calls me and says "Oh, hey, Bowser's owners called us. They're coming to the humane society to reclaim him, but they're bringing a
different stray pit bull."
So it turns out that when Bowser's owners realized their dog had gotten out of their yard again, they said to their assembled friend group (some of whom were probably drunk lbr), "Oh, no! Our pit got out! Help us find him or else he'll end up at the humane society again and we'll have to pay to bail him out!" The friends scatter, searching the neighborhood for this dog. One of them spots a female, all-black pit bull
in a fenced yard and decides 'Oh, I found Bowser, I'm going to go
steal this dog out of this yard and bring him to my friends." Which he does. Bowser's owners have no idea where this dog came from or how to return it, so they bring her to the humane society as a stray.
Meanwhile, Animal Control gets a call from the owner of the black pit (whose name is Chevy), and they're frantic, because some drunken fool just
stole their dog out of their yard. So Animal Control calls me and we confirmed we had the dog, and waived their impound fees when they came to reclaim her, because... that was not their fault. :P
ALL THAT TO SAY, this is immediately what I thought of when those guys drove by in the chaise and the only description of this woman they offered was that she was
probably wearing white. THIS IS HOW YOU END UP ACCIDENTALLY STEALING THE WRONG PIT BULL FROM THE YARD, GUYS. DESCRIPTIONS ARE IMPORTANT.