Lost and found

Yesterday afternoon produced an angry rain shower and a sopping wet dog in our bathroom.
It was the kind of rain that seemed like it was raining out of anger of something. The kind of raindrops that seemed like they might break the glass when they hit. The kind that make a 'splat' noise and then break into thousands of tiny droplets, because of the force of the impact.
On our way home from the store in the angry rain, we passed a tiny dog walking down the sidewalk. Normally, we wouldn't have done anything. But it was raining and the dog looked pathetic. When we pulled over, the dog took shelter under the car and I had to coax it out, and into the front seat. He still has all his male parts, which leads me to believe he's not nuetered, he has no collar, but he's much to well behaved and people friendly to be a stray. He's also practically housebroken.
After putting up signs after the rain rested it's rampage, I decided to use the 'zip code search' on myspace and ask around there. Nobody was missing a dog, but I did get an offer from a girl who lives nearby to take him if nobody claims him in a week.
He's a cute dog, we just can't keep him.
Oh, the wonders of myspace. I wonder, though. Will someone write a news article on this? "Girl gives dog away using myspace"?
I'm reminded of the song sang at the end of Napoleon Dynamite. "I love you. But not as much as technology. Always and Forever."