cant stop thinkin about it
We were on our way back from Oswego goin down rt. 1 just past the trucking company. All of the sudden dad slams on the breaks and I had no clue what was goin on, all I saw was some guy standing on the die of the road, pointing the other way. Then I saw a great dane barkin at him. We kept goin slowly til we got by um. Then we see this big rig barrleing down the road. Went right past us not even slowing down. Then I looked back and the dog ran right in front of the rig.
All I could think about is how does that guy feel walkin, or the one in the truck, or the owner. What if that was my dog :/. It made me think it was mine for a minute, our dog barks at people walkin by. Maybe one day she might run after them. Its just all hard to swollow. Once I got home I wouldnt let Chloe out of my sight!
All I could think about is how does that guy feel walkin, or the one in the truck, or the owner. What if that was my dog :/. It made me think it was mine for a minute, our dog barks at people walkin by. Maybe one day she might run after them. Its just all hard to swollow. Once I got home I wouldnt let Chloe out of my sight!