One of the best things from a dump was a puppy. I was in high school on the bus on my way home and we went on an old road that had a make shift dump site locals had formed. I would look as we went by as sometimes you could see good things when I saw a tiny scruffy puppy. As soon as I got home I begged my brother to take me back there. And luckily the pup was still there. He smelled horrible and was covered in fleas, ticks and just filthy. We took him home cleaned him up, got some food in the poor thing. And he became best friends with our lab. He was so tiny not even as big as her head but they didn’t care. They would run and play all day.