Last night on my way home from rehearsal I saw a little Jack Russell wandering on the side of the road. I'd been seeing signs posted up on the side of the roads in my area for days now, about a missing Jack Russell, so I immediately stopped my car and got out to try and catch the poor little thing, in case it was the right one. He/she was so scared, though, that he just bolted away from me into the darkness. I drove to find one of the signs about the dog and called the owner to tell them what I'd seen, and he drove straight out to the intersection. He smsed me later to say thanks, but they hadn't been able to find the dog.
I felt so sad that it hadn't worked out. I love dogs so much (all animals, really), and I just lay in bed feeling sad and missing my dog Shadow, who had died in 2006 at the age of 17, and thinking about how devastated I would have been if she'd ever disappeared and I'd never found her. And in fact, feeling sad and missing
all my pets that have passed on. And I've had a lot.
I'm so weird, but I'm really upset about this poor dog and its poor owners. :-(
This is Shadow. What a sweet girl.
