If you save a life. . .



is it really your responsibility? Yesterday I was driving on a country highway and an enormous semi truck was bearing down the hill 'fast and furious [ly]' in the oncoming lane. This black lab mix was terrified and seemed to not understand about traffic at all. Without thinking (clearly) I checked for traffic behind me, pulled off and turned on the hazards. When I opened my door to call him out of the path of the truck he landed practically in my lap. He gets along famously with our dog and cat, and seems to be a model boarder in terms of manners, affection and even being housebroken.

But I know Shannon is right that we do NOT need more chaos than we already have. He took "Roger Dodger" today to two separate animal shelters who could not/would not take him, so tonight he is back under our roof. It is just that when he looks at me with his cognac eyes alight with the "I love you for saving me" look, I just melt. And Graff melts too.

We made flyers for the local vets. But he had no collar or tags and was pretty dirty and raggedy looking. He is clean now!!

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Raisin said…
You might help entertain Seabury if you keep him. He's soooooo cute. He looks to have a sweet personality. Keeper, I'd say.
January 16, 2008 at 6:35 PM
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