"Ozzy
is in a hotel somewhere and has taken his credit cards and some money
with him," the source said. "But he is not brilliant on his
own and is a bit like a puppy — he goes missing but then usually
turns up sooner or later."
A
neighbor brought the chihuahua to our house thinking that it was
ours.
It
wasn't, but we decided to take him in until the owner could be found.
We
named him Chico while he stayed with us.
He
liked to bite a lot.
I
didn't like Chico very much, and wanted to find his owner as soon as
possible.
We
took him to a vet. Chico was chipped, so we learned how to contact
the owner.
We
called the owner.
She
was relieved that her Chihuahua had been found, so
were
we, and my wife took him to the lady.
My
wife said that the lady was strange, and that her son was even
stranger.
I
didn't think much about this, but was only relieved that Chico the
Chihuahua was no longer nipping our body parts.
And
then we started getting strange phone calls.
(I
still had a land line.)
The
calls came at all hours.
There
was a growling sound on the other end.
Sometimes
it was just a hoarse, rasping, unintelligible voice.
It
was eerie.
Almost
scary.
Chico
was still at it...or
Was
it the crazy lady?
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