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Just woke up to a dog being dropped off. Apparently a while back, my brother in law talked to my neighbor and she mentioned her elderly dog was lonely. So my flaky meth addled BIL found some dog and brought it by? No name. It didn't get along with her dog, and she can't get him to come back and get the dog. I had no idea this was going on.
There are now five dogs in here. It is so loud.
So Joe can't even get out of his brother where this extra dog is from. She's sweet enough, quiet. Little terrier mix of some kind. Maybe schnauzer. Daughter is bonding with her and for all we know one of his brother's meth head buddies stole the dog from some happy family. I don't know why else he wouldn't just say whose dog it is even. Joe is amazed that all his brother has to do is show up in our neighborhood and say high to a neighbor and it still ends up in a mess we have to clean up.