Rusty

Rusty

I used to know a little dog named Rusty. He still lives in City of Lake Forrest, California. He was a little Havanese orphaned puppy. One day one house owner who lives in Lake Forrest who fell in love with him brought home from city dog shelter a few years back. He was very funny and he was a chicken. He could not dare to jump from a few feet height of wall. He wore a dog tag. As soon as he gets a chance he jumped or ran away from that home while house owner was at work or away. He hung out in the park nearby or near other housing communities. So every time, his owner got a call from animal control officers, he knew it right away that must be ‘Rusty’. So he put Rusty inside his home when he went to work after that but Rusty soon found a way out of his home. One time, two time, three time, four, five times violations. Soon, his owner got upset with him pretty good, one time he tied Rusty up and whip his ass. Then after a while, I checked, Rusty is gone, ran away again and never came back and never been found where he is now