Last night, I went home and there was an old yellow Labrador who came out to see me and wanted in the car. The kid next door told me the dog's name is Gus and pointed out the house where Gus lives. When I saw him again later, I grabbed the line he was trailing and coaxed him back up the street. To me, he seemed kind of old and underweight and confused - but still wanting to chase those cats.
I own the book Marley and Me, but I wouldn't take money to go see the movie.