There was a stray Pomer-Iranian Muslim looking Doggy, and at first it yelled, leave me be you Infidel Dog ! Then it warmed up to Me and let me pet her, and I took it for a walk about, letting her lead the way, a rather small Dog, I figured it had not walked too far, to see if the owner was also wondering were oh were is that Doggy. After a Block, I met a girl that sang the blues, and I asked her for some happy news, and lo and behold, she says; I know who that Doggy belongs to, she is looking for her, the Doggy is called Mitzy. We walked to her house and the other lady called out, and Doggy and owner were Happily reunited ! Doggy number 15 ! I Win !!! Yay !!!!!