So I've been hitchhiking around the states for a while now and recently this past fall and winter I was hanging out in Arcata living up in the redwoods with the hippies. When it came upon Christmas time, about a week before, my 6 month old puppy was stolen from me. I got this dog when he was about 6 weeks old and took him out on the road the day I got him. Purebred, rednose pitbull (pictures when I buy a camera). He was my constant companion for a crazy journey and he was gone. So that sets the stage for this. Standing outside of Safeway, across from the police station on Christmas eve flying a sign "Will Work/Need Food". A woman walks up to me and asks me my story, I tell her I'm 19, homeless, no money or job and my dog was just stolen. She goes and buys beer and we sit in her car and drink a few and smoke a couple of bowls. Then offers me a place to stay for the night. To make a long story short, I ended up getting my dog back (he ran away from the guy who stole him and we found him at the pound), a fulltime job where I can bring my dog to work and smoke, and a warm, dry place to stay.