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Doggone Morning

Posted on: April 21, 2006

I had flag football practice early in the AM so I was out of the house and rushing at 5. This plus the fact that I was preoccupied with what happened yesterday – I wasn’t paying attention crossing the street. There was a car coming my way and I got to see it just in time because a brown puppy came running toward me from the opposite side of the street. Whew! Close call. I looked down at the cute pup and smiled. “Thanks, friend. You saved me from a lot of physical pain today. Good morning.” I thought that was the end of it and so proceeded toward the tricycle waiting area to get another ride for the practice field. The brown puppy was following me!! I’d stop, so would he (I am assuming the gender here); I’d resume walking and so would he. Finally, I couldn’t stand it any longer. I stopped, patted his head and told him to go home because whoever owned him probably would miss him if they find he wasn’t there when they woke up. I know how it feels to wake up and find your puppy missing. I don’t want to think about some kid missing his/her pup. He looked at me with those big brown eyes, wagged his tail and headed back the other way. He put a smile on my face as I headed to practice.

I had to leave practice early because of work. As I was walking from the field toward the street to get a ride, along comes a guy walking his black labrador pup. To my surprise, the dog ran toward me and the owner had to run himself so as not to pull too much on the puppy’s leash and probably hurt its neck. I just smiled at them both and kept walking. The puppy, though, had other things in mind. It started running toward me and so it and I were in step while the owner was walking a few paces back. At the street corner, Black Lab and I parted ways. I looked down at it, smiled and headed the opposite direction.

These incidents with the puppies made me happy but also a tinge sad. Happy because I like dogs; sad because they reminded me of what I read about a puppy with a collar and a ring. I would love to have my own puppy but I can’t because 1) I am not allowed to have pets of any kind as stipulated in my lease contract; 2) I live alone so I cannot even think of leaving the puppy by itself the whole day while I was at work. Looking at the bright side, though: I am glad and thankful to those two puppies I met today, especially the brown one who saved me from what could have been an accident.

Lesson re-learned: Look both ways before crossing the street.

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