Yesterday, husband and I left the apartment, hands full of bags and gifts, to go to his parents' house for Christmas. We're running late. We have a train to catch. 2/
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Finally, a breakthrough: Someone says the man who lives across the hall from Neighbor B takes care of the dog sometimes when its owner is away. He works down the street. Husband walks out to go find him. 11/
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We'll refer to this guy as John. John is not at his workplace, but another employee there gives my husband John's number. 12/
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Husband calls John. John answers. Yes, of course he knows the dog. He's about 20 minutes away. He's coming. 13/
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We wait. More neighbors come out. More people know the dog and her owner. They're horrified that she escaped. Jesus! How did that happen? 15/
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Someone brings out a pen and paper. I write a note to tape to the dog owner's door for when she gets back, telling her her dog will be in John's apartment. Meanwhile: 16/pic.twitter.com/2ZytIY96dF
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Finally, John arrives and comes upstairs. "Bella, girl! What are you doing, Bella, my girl?" Bella leaps up and runs over and John scoops her up. 17/
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I do not have a photo of John and Bella. Sorry. I was trying not to be a creeper. Here's one of Bella with my husband a few minutes earlier, though. 18/pic.twitter.com/MLORGzm7JE
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We put the note on the door. John took Bella into his apartment to wait safely until her owner got home. Husband and I went and made the next train. And that's the story of how an entire four-story NYC apartment building came together before Christmas to help a lost dog. 19/end
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