“I actually found Smoky in the Smoky Mountains.
He was walking at dusk on a road with a mountain on one side and a cliff on the other, so there was nowhere for him to walk but on the road.
I thought he was a dog who was lost, but he didn’t have any tags.
He had a pinch collar that had grown into his neck.
It was night time so we brought him back to our cabin and he slept the whole night.”