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Today I woke up to the sound of someone ringing my doorbell, I grudgingly got out of bed and went to answer it. A lady was out there, her vehicle parked on the street, still running and she says:
"I think I ran over your dog..."
My heart drops, because I lost a dog about 6 months ago. She got ran over, her name was Daisy and I thought that my Missy had gotten ran over. I go to put my shoes on, and see both of my dogs laying in the kitchen, snoozing.
I go out to look anyway, and it's our neighbors chiwawa. I pick the poor thing up and wrap him in a towel and go and take him to my neighbor.
I knock on the door and say, "This dog got ran over..."
"Oh, no.."
"I think he's yours...It's a chiwawa.."
"Noo.nonono"
She starts bawling and looks and then cries even harder. I start crying, because I know the feeling and hand her the dog. And I leave for work and my mom goes and helps dig the grave.
It's been a loooong day.
I worked 11 hours.
"I think I ran over your dog..."
My heart drops, because I lost a dog about 6 months ago. She got ran over, her name was Daisy and I thought that my Missy had gotten ran over. I go to put my shoes on, and see both of my dogs laying in the kitchen, snoozing.
I go out to look anyway, and it's our neighbors chiwawa. I pick the poor thing up and wrap him in a towel and go and take him to my neighbor.
I knock on the door and say, "This dog got ran over..."
"Oh, no.."
"I think he's yours...It's a chiwawa.."
"Noo.nonono"
She starts bawling and looks and then cries even harder. I start crying, because I know the feeling and hand her the dog. And I leave for work and my mom goes and helps dig the grave.
It's been a loooong day.
I worked 11 hours.