“Gus” was inadvertantly tossed from the back of a pickup truck and simultaneously freed from the oil drum he’d been jammed inside – a trip to the dump and the end of a dog. Rolling past Bill, Marci’s husband, was all it took for Gus to find a new home. They had lost their dog a couple of years back, and Gus – like most dogs – found them. Luckily, Gus’s sister, who showed up on my walk with Buster the next day and followed us back to Cynthia’s house, found her own home. The luck of the dog, I guess.