Me and my husband were in the back of our land walking our dogs (it looked more like my grandfather's property. I lived there as a child). Nice, sunny day. The man (no face) showed up with a brown pitbull. He said the dog was abandoned at vet's office. I thought the dog was a young male. My husband was holding 2 small dogs. I was cautious with a new dog around our dogs. I took him closer to my grandfather's house and started shampooing it...at that point I thought it's a female. Young and mouthy, with natural ears. I went to the faucet in the outside wall of the house to wash her off and I thought I will pour water into watering can so it would be easier to wash her. There was a small garden raised on high, not on the ground. Tomatoes were in different stages of maturity, some green, some orange, some red. I took some red tomatoes and put them in a very red bowl. My husband came back at that time and I saw him washing the dog under the faucet. I was going to call Elizabeth (she rescues dogs) and ask her if she could find a rescue, placement for the dog.
PS. Rescuing abandoned, neglected, lost, stuck or hit be car dogs seems to be one of the themes in my dreams lately.