.....Just to let you know, nothing in this journal's entry is toward anyone in specific, I use it to write my feelings, and about my illnesess, and in hopes it might help someone else as I do.I do not pretend nor imatate to be someone I'm not. And if you might take an entry wrong and feel that it is about you, I'm sorry but It isn't, it just may seem to coincide with your own life. And if there is something in what I write that "offends" you, options; don't read, or realize that this IS real life, and get out of your plastic bubble and learn more about it! God bless you!......
Last night, I was in my bedroom and had just taken some Benidryl for my nose. Around 9:30...my cell phone rings and it's my husband!
He was out in the garage sitting at his desk. (it's out there because we have no room in the house) He tells me that a dog just came running in the garage! He had the doors open....and a male dog came running in and right up to him! He had a collar on but no tags. After he was petting it, he went under his desk.
I came out to help. Even though the dog was facing the back...he still let me pet him. He wasn't mean or affraid of us. My husband gave him some water and we found a pillow for him to lay on. I stayed out there with the dog while my husband went out to the neighbors to see if they knew who he belonged to. No one knew, but everyone he talked to said that they'd seen the dog for the past 2 days! I had my husband grab my camera so I could get pictures just in case someone came looking and he had left, so I could show what the dog looked like.
I sat out there for 2 hours with him. My husband called the non emergancy number to see if there was someone that could come and help or take the dog to a safe place. No...they don't do that. Uh! So...he went in and got it some more water and food, and left the garage door open a bit so it could get out if he wanted to. My heart just broke for the dog! My husband even looked in the newspaper to see if there was any missing. None! I had to go in the house first after I petted him some more and told him good night. I said a prayer for him. I wanted to take him and put him on our back porch, but my husband was afraid that someone might think we were stealing him.
Then my husband came in and let me know that he had left the doors open and how the dog was doing. Bless his heart!
I woke up late again this morning, and the first thing I did was go out to see if he was still there. He was gone. It was raining last night and I hope he is ok. I will look in the paper again to see if there is any listings of a dog missing. It breaks my heart to see things like this happen. But we did the best we could to keep him comfortable and safe for the night.
Gods blessings to all of you! :o)