Hal and Dave descend from the place where lost dogs reside.
How could one resist.
We noticed two young dogs running on the lawn at the rest stop. We assumed one of the cars contained their family. We watched people come and go, no one calling the dogs to get in the car, everyone actually trying to ignore them. More cars came, more left, no one paid attention to the dogs. They ran up to everyone. No one paid attention. They ran up to us, we petted them, then they ran off.
Finally, I asked a man who was working at the rest stop how long the puppies had been there. He said he thought they had been there about 4 hours. He had called the animal police, but it was a Sunday and no one had come. He said the puppies were begging food from the truck drivers. He had given them half of his sandwich.
What could we do. We made a space in the back of the truck. We called them. They came and got in the truck.
We stopped at the next town and went into a grocery store. We bought some dog food and leashes and a bowl. We fed them and gave them water in the parking lot. They vacuumed the food.
We spent the rest of the drive home trying to figure out what to do with them.