Over the weekend the cutest puppy followed me home. It was like something out of a movie. I was out for my morning walk and on the last stretch I saw the cutest little bulldog (huge paws!) across the street. Oblivious to cars and trucks, he darted across the street and fell in line with me. He licked my legs a few times and would not leave my side. He didn't have a collar but I could tell he was well-cared for so I was worried about him. I thought maybe he'd wandered away from his yard but the spot he'd started following me was by a huge park so it was impossible to tell which direction he'd come from.
I gave him food and water and he ate and drank the contents of both bowls before passing out on his little belly. Luckily the first vet I called knew who he belonged to and put me in contact with the owner. The girl who picked him up was practically in tears. She'd been watching him for her brother and he'd gotten out. She said she'd just been about to call her brother and admit what had happened.
That was my good deed for the weekend :)
In writing news, I'm working on edits for Dangerous Secrets, my first, upcoming release with Carina. The actual edits aren't bad but I'm changing a plot point and it's proving time-consuming. So, I'll be in my writing cave until these are finished.