Then, I noticed a posting which led me to another posting and there he was! I was immediately captivated by the photos that were included. So, late one afternoon I called to inquire. The fellow who answered my call let me know that the animal shelter was already closed but the dog was still available. He answered my questions and then began to talk favorably about the dog listed as Marshall going so far as to say he would take him home if he could. Marshall was described as being two years old, friendly, smart, good with other dogs, outgoing with people but not too rambunctious. The shelter employee could not believe Marshall had not already been adopted. The fellow also mentioned that his 'real' name might be Toby. I learned that the dog was already neutered, was healthy, and already had a micro-chip for identification. It seems that the original owner had to move and gave the dog away. The information relating to the micro-chip was never changed and the second owner could not be located.
Bridgette had offered to go with me to get the dog. So, I told her to be here at 8:30 in the morning if she wanted to go. This meant she would have to rouse and ready her daughters and drive for an hour to get to my house. So, I really didn't expect to see them. Yet, sure enough, there they were just as I was getting ready to walk out the door.
Lillie, the animal lover, asked me several questions about Martian. So, I sort of agreed with Mike that maybe the name would have to be changed.
We trooped off north, nearly to the Kentucky border to meet Marshall. I met the fellow I had conversed on the phone with the day before as well as some other new friends. We went through the meet-and-greet and I signed my life away at the Montgomery County Animal Shelter. I gave them a check for $37 and we went out the door in less than an hour. When we got to the parking lot, Bridgette opened the back hatch/door of her SUV and the dog immediately began to jump up into the crate we had back there, telling me that he was crate trained and would be easier to acclimate into hour household.
Part of the paperwork which was given me listed a phone number for updating the micro-chip. When I called, I learned that the dog's listed name was Toby. So, I left it listed as that and we began to call him Toby. I don't know whether he got the alias Marshall because of where he was picked up or exactly why the animal shelter listed his name as such. Maybe he was a criminal who chased chickens in his previous life. Maybe he had stolen a shoe and needed to lay low for a while. Maybe he was a peacekeeper in a town called Dodge City at one time. Who knows why he was using an alias. However, this guy will not be masquerading under some other name again. Toby he is!