A day or so ago I was returning home down 27th Lane and saw a little dog setting in the field on the corner of 27th and County Farm. I thought that strange. Today I saw him again in the same place so I pulled around the corner and stopped. It looked at me hopefully and then turned and ran back up the field. It was not hard to figure out that someone had dumped it. I walked a ways into the field and tried to coax it to me. No way. I was not the human it wanted. So I got back in my car and did the only thing I knew to do, I came home. I loaded up some cat food and water and went back down to the field. The little dog was back in its regular waiting place, but once more ran away. I put the food down and poured the water in the container. The little dog watched me. I took a step towards it and it ran away. So I got in my car and left.
I will not sleep tonight. I will be thinking about that little dog. I wish I could meet the person who left the poor little animal. I would ask them if when they tossed it out on that corner, if it tried to chase the car and catch up with them. Did you even look back? What did that poor little doggie do to deserve being left in a field? There are coyotes and foxes out here that will make a meal of that helpless little creature. Oh, do you think it is going to catch something and eat it to survive? Or some fool like me will come along and it will jump in my car and I will take it home and it will live happily ever after? I would, you know, but it is waiting for you. I will say this, you do not deserve loyalty like that. God has a special place for people like you.
I do not have a dog. My little dog died. It was one just like yours. I still cry myself to sleep missing my little animals and assholes like you throw them away. The world is full of stray dogs and cats that were cute little puppies or kitties, but then they grew up and may have actually peed on the floor. Whose fault was that? Whose job was it to teach them that was wrong? Or they might have shed on your couch. Heaven forbid. What ever the circumstances that left that little dog out in that field all alone, it is not right. I am going to pray very hard tonight that God will touch your heart wherever you are and whomever you are and you will get in your car and drive back out to 27th Lane and County Farm and pick your little dog back up. You do not have to keep it. You can bring it to my house. Or call me and I will come pick it up. I am just too old to chase it through a field when it wants you. But if you hand it to me, I will take it and give it a very good home.
Just in case...my number is 546-1555. and my name is Lou.
I will not sleep tonight. I will be thinking about that little dog. I wish I could meet the person who left the poor little animal. I would ask them if when they tossed it out on that corner, if it tried to chase the car and catch up with them. Did you even look back? What did that poor little doggie do to deserve being left in a field? There are coyotes and foxes out here that will make a meal of that helpless little creature. Oh, do you think it is going to catch something and eat it to survive? Or some fool like me will come along and it will jump in my car and I will take it home and it will live happily ever after? I would, you know, but it is waiting for you. I will say this, you do not deserve loyalty like that. God has a special place for people like you.
I do not have a dog. My little dog died. It was one just like yours. I still cry myself to sleep missing my little animals and assholes like you throw them away. The world is full of stray dogs and cats that were cute little puppies or kitties, but then they grew up and may have actually peed on the floor. Whose fault was that? Whose job was it to teach them that was wrong? Or they might have shed on your couch. Heaven forbid. What ever the circumstances that left that little dog out in that field all alone, it is not right. I am going to pray very hard tonight that God will touch your heart wherever you are and whomever you are and you will get in your car and drive back out to 27th Lane and County Farm and pick your little dog back up. You do not have to keep it. You can bring it to my house. Or call me and I will come pick it up. I am just too old to chase it through a field when it wants you. But if you hand it to me, I will take it and give it a very good home.
Just in case...my number is 546-1555. and my name is Lou.
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