Puppies, Credit Cards and Six Year Old Babysitters

We were walking along on Friday a couple of weeks ago... on our way home from shopping when a dog runs up to us. I looked around for an owner but there were none in sight. He kept jumping up to us and trying to lick the kids' hands. He didn't look like a stray. I looked around for his owner, but no one was around. I figured I'd take him home and then look for the owner. I couldn't leave him - he kept running in the street! I took a piece of meat from our shopping bag and offered it to him so he'd want to follow us. And he did. When we almost got him into the house, a lady came around looking for him. She said, "You want to keep him? I have no time to care for him." I would have loved to keep him, especially since I don't think she can be such a good owner if she's ready to dump her dog off at any stranger's house who agrees to take him.
I asked her why no leash, and she said he was at home without a leash and just ran out the front door.
It was an eight month old beagle. His name is Zus. Only later did I realize that maybe the reason he chose to follow us was because he heard me saying "Zusha" and thought I was calling him. Funny, no?


I used my credit card in a grocery store. When I went into the next store and wanted to use it to pay, it wasn't there. I checked all over my wallet and bag. Nope. Went back to the store and they basically ignored me.
Uh, HELLO? I used my card here and the cashier didn't return it.
Sorry, can't help. So I called Hillel to cancel it. B"H it wasn't used it that short window of time it was missing, and we already got new cards in the mail.


We were walking along one day, and walking near us was a tiny little girl pushing a baby in a stroller. Okay, no big deal. I assumed the mother was a few steps behind her and I paid no attention. Until she asked me to help her cross the street. I don't like it when kids ask me to help them cross in general. I mean, if your child can't cross a street alone, he shouldn't be walking outside alone. But this... just wow. The stroller was a Bugaboo Bee, and the two year old sitting in it was facing the girl. Who was smaller than Zusha.
I asked, "Your mother lets you take the baby outside alone?"
The girl replied (proudly), "Yes."
"How old are you?"
"Six!" (Again proudly.)

Erm.
So I guess next year this time I can be letting Zusha take Adel outside, alone, across streets and all. I'll, uh, keep it in mind.