This morning I felt like I was in a scene from Harry Potter, and I was Hagrid. "Where did you get the baby dragon/three-headed dog/griffin Hagrid?" "Well, I met this guy in a pub..." Last night I was at a goodbye party for a friend at the B. City Pub on Zichy Jeno u. He has had it with Hungary and is going back to England. However, rather than behaving like a civilized and resposible person and getting all his affairs in order before he leaves, he has dumped all his paperwork and a dog on his friends. I went to the pub last night and came home with a dog (literally). Kicsi is a great dog, a female mudi, very affectionate, behaves, house trained, etc. Unfortunately, I cannot keep her. I would love a dog, yearn for a dog again, but I travel too much and cannot/will not ask friends to care for her every second weekend. Please, someone, rescue her. I could take her to a pound, but she will be killed if not adopted within a short time. If anyone could please provide a home for this lovely dog, both she and I would be very greatful.