Congratulations on the job!
Sorry to hear about the dog. I'm not much of a dog fan, myself, even though we have one or two. (I'm not sure if we own the second one - he was the neighbor's dog, but has taken up permanent residence at our house. He is the stupidest beast I've ever known, although he is quite friendly - too friendly, IMHO.
We always seem to have a couple of dogs, even though we don't have a desire to have them. Living in the country, people drop them off in our area, and they sometimes settle in at our house.
My wife and I were driving home when we passed a deserted road and noticed a pickup truck letting a dog out of the back. We slowed down and watched as he drove away. Since the road was a dead end, we knew he would have to come back by, so we turned around and headed down that road. We passed the dog, an older basset hound, and it followed us for a short way down the road. We caught up with the truck, turning around, and noticed the "I love my Basset Hound" sticker in the back window. We went down the road a ways as he headed back in the direction of the highway and his basset hound. He slowed down as he got near the place where he had let the dog out.
When we had turned around and headed back to the highway, we saw him turn towards the bridge, heading back to Missouri, where his license plate showed him to be from. We didn't see the basset hound.
When we reached the highway and headed for home, I saw the hound again, in the rear view mirror, walking down that lonely road. We didn't go back for it, but I felt pretty sad for him. There is a small village about a mile from where we saw him, so perhaps he found a home.
"I love my Basset Hound", indeed.