I let my dogs outside (Tommy, Standard Poodle; Mickey, Mini Schnauzer) and after about 20 minutes, they started really barking. It was a strange bark, like "Mom, come here RIGHT NOW!"
I went outside and there was Tommy, lying on the grass with a puppy between his paws! I called to him and he picked the baby up and brought him to me!
Fortunately, this baby had a collar tag with a phone number on it, so I called. A tearful child answered the phone and admitted that his Christmas puppy was missing and his parents were out looking for it.
I just stood on my front porch yelling, "I have the puppy" for about three minutes and these people came running.
The Mom came back with a box of dog biscuits for Tommy and suggested that he start a rescue!
That family is so cute! Apparently they are new to the neighborhood. The little boy wanted to thank me personally, but I wasn't home, so he and his mom peeked into my front window to see what Tommy looked like.
When I got home from work, there was a thank you note from the little boy, with pictures of "Tomy" (my dog) and "Runty" (his dog) on it.
I've rescued a lot of stray dogs in my time, but these people were certainly the most appreciative!
Winston is something like that too. David rescued a Damatian that was in a horrid living condition and brought her home. She was tied to a trailer hitch in someones yard. She was half her weight from internal parasites. Her skin was like hamberger from the 1000's of fleas eating her alive, no hair on her hindquaters or base of tail. She had shattered canines and front small teeth ground to the gums. The pad skin on her feet were hanging from the open flesh, and scars on her face from I think from being dog fight bait. Her ears were totally full of gunk and dirt, looked like mud was packed in them from lack of cleaning. She took 6 months to get her back to health. She would not bark at all and just stayed on her blanket in the kitchen till Winston started licking her face and ears and cuddling up to her all the time. Through his mothering/smoozing on her, she began to come to life and love us and even barks now. Since the other SPoo's have arrived she has taken the role of pack mother and plays, coddles and cleans the faces and bodies all the SPoo's. The Vet looking at the remaining teeth guess's she is about 8 years old when we grabbed her.