The microchip didn't reveal anything of use except that the old dog's name is Doowee (I think I will spell it Dewey). I have a friend who is a private investigator, and even she couldn't find anything conclusive. It seems the phone number associated with the chip number has never been associated with the guy who is the registered owner of the dog, and there isn't any record of him living in Seattle anyhow. So, so much for that.
That said, Dewey is settling in nicely, Scott has been taking him along with King to the dog park, to work, to petco and anywhere else he happens to be going. Dewey loves to ride in the car, and like King doesn't care where you are going as long as he can go with.
We gave him a bath so he is not so doggy smelling, but still has dog-breath extraordinaire. I imagine the vet will talk us in to having his teeth cleaned when we have him neutered; because yes, he still has 'em. I figure after we drop a couple hundred bucks in vet fees on him, his sweet old lady owner will show up.
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