What would you do?

Tuesday (trashday, and the only day we're allowed to water due to drought) morning about 7AM with my daily muffin in hand, I was heading out the garage to go do some work when I remembered take the trash bins out. Then I hear what sounds almost like crying and pleading and I have no idea what it is. I get closer to the end of the driveway when I see a dog running towards me and a woman asking me to help catch him. She sounded a little winded and upset as she had probably been trying to get him for a while. If you've ever tried to catch a dog that doesn't want to be caught, it's not an easy task.

So, I try to speak real softly and kneel down to get the dog to come to me to no avail. When I move towards the dog he does his little playful "try and catch me" act and now i'm hesitant because I don't want to make the dog run off any further...

With my trusty weight watchers muffin, (indiviually wrapped in plastic and the lowest fat muffin you can find that still taste like a muffin) I think maybe the sound of crinkling plastic will get him coming. So I try shaking and crinkling the plastic wrap to get him to come to me, of course he doesn't. The lady then says can you give him some of the muffin, I'll give you $10 for it if you can just get him to come to you. I say sure, and open the muffin and she tears some off and tosses it towards him, he sniffs and I guess doesn't like blueberry? She tears off some more and when he goes to sniff, she jumps on the dog and finally gets a hold of him. I pick up her leash and garage door opener and bring them to her so she can get the dog's leash on. She gets it on and thanks me and heads out with dog in tow, I finish pulling the trash out and head out for the day, after I run back in and grab another muffin.

This morning I am backing out of the drive when I notice something yellow on my windshield, I stop and get it and it's a card. So I start opening it up as I am heading down the road, the outside says "Thank you for helping me catch my dog...". I say that's nice of her, then I open it up to find a $20 bill inside. Wow, that's a big thank you for a 75¢ muffin, I would want someone to help me catch my dog if it got out (even though we have a psycho yorkie). I go on reading the note she wrote and it quickly turns somber, as you can read below.



I can't accept $20 for a 75¢ muffin that helped someone catch a dog, nor take money from someone that tells me they were just diagnosed with breast cancer? Problem is, I don't know her name or where she lives... I search through the Central Appraisal District and find someone that might be her, but she gave this as a token of appreciation and it would be kind of rude to go try and stalk her out and make sure it's her and return the money? So what to do? I decided the best thing to do, take her $20, add some more to it and make it a nice round number and donate it to the Breast Cancer Foundation. If you have a wife, mother, sister, grandmother or know a woman, do your part and donate to this cause, it could help someone you know.

National Breast Cancer Foundation Inc
Susan G. Komen