I just read this and had to comment. Our pug wandered off one day, just down our street, and our neighbor--who had been our neighbor for several years and who had several dogs of her own--picked our pug up and took him to the pound! I wouldn't have been so angry EXCEPT that our pug was over 13 years old, had dry eyes (lots of gunk build up that had to be cleaned and medicated regularly), and was almost completely blind. In addition, he had severe skin problems. Imagine our poor baby spending a cold lonely night away from his family at that age for the first time!!
My daughter was heartbroken--he was her dog and she was supposed to be watching him when he wandered off! She was about 18 so old enough to be ashamed but young enough to cry. To make matters even worse, the people who ran the pound opened up to let her drop him off but wouldn't release him back to us that same day (they were still there), even seeing his medical condition. Good neighbors are a blessing!