A week ago I'm burning brush with my 2 female Chocolate Labs, and out of the woods walks a beautiful male Chocolate. I notice he has a collar with a 2003 rabies tag from the same vet I go to. I call, and give them the tag#, and they give me the phone number of the owner. I get ahold of a guy who says he'll be right up to pick up Jack. I go down to my house, and Jack thinks I'm now his best friend, and picks up a full sized basketball with his mouth for me to throw. I play with him thinking his owner will be right up for him as he lives only a half mile away. An hour goes by. In the meantime I have my 7 month old pup locked up in her kennel in fear she will follow Jack home if he decides to go. 3 hours later, now dark, I go out to feed my dogs; Jack is sleeping at my back door. I feed Jack because he's hungry ( probably a big mistake ). Another hour goes by, and I put a lead on Jack, and load him up into my Kawasaki Mule to take him home. I knock on door I thought was his, but the owner says " No, he lives in that house. Jack is over here all the time though. His owner is never home." I go over to said house, and I notice a young man in the front room watching tv. He comes out and says, " Much appreciated for bringing my dog home. What the hell is the matter with people! He told me he would have found his way back home. Really? Jack has been back almost every day. He's a great dog, and I can't shoot a lab in the butt with a pellet gun. I'm thinking about locking him up in my kennel tomorrow, and make numbnuts hunt him down.