Friday on my way into work I wanted to check on Paul... and there he was with Chiquita!!! I can't tell you how happy it made me to see her! I hadn't slept very well the night before worrying about him and thinking of all the ways I could help find her. But there she was!
Paul told me he had been without her for the entire night. He had seen her running early in the morning without her leash. He again said, "she was the only thing he had and his best friend."
The SF Chronicle had a great series of articles on the homeless and their animals. One vetenarian said she had never once seen an animal abused by its homeless owner. Oftentimes, the person takes better care of the animal than themselves. This vet went on to say that they use giving free medical care to the animals as a way to try to give the owners the services they need too.
Oh, and did I tell you that as soon as I got off the bus Friday morning a pigeon nailed me right on my freshly washed hair? My co-worker said it was good luck! Well, Chiquita was back so maybe she was right! But, YUCK!