I had reached a point I never thought I would reach with anxiety and depression. My stomach hurt so much I was not sure I could drive home. The ice cold water feeling rushing through my head was not helping. To top off this moment, the roads were very icy and it was not easy to drive. That is when I saw the little brown and black dog hobbling his way along the side of the road. Just beyond where he was struggling to walk was a wooded area. I pulled the car over to see what I could do, but as I got out of the car, I could barely balance myself the way I felt. Wearing a suit and dress shoes I ran over towards where he was. At the same time a car came by at a high speed, which really scared the dog, and he took off into the wooded area. I tried to find him but to no avail. It was then I realized I had left my car running probably 50 yards away and I was feeling even worse than I had 10 minutes earlier. I struggled back to my car, tears streaming from my face.
I really wanted to find this dog but it seemed like it was not meant to be. For many days this event haunted me and I even stopped a few more days near the same area to see if he might still be there.
There will always be one animal or person out there that needs our help and maybe for whatever reason we cannot do what needs to be done.
A few months later in the summer I played a very important role in rescuing a dog from a bad situation and finding him a forever loving home.
As he drove off with a family that I was 100% convinced was going to give him love every day, I thought about that dog on the side of the road a few months earlier.
It has been nearly 6 years since I saw that dog in need and took off without regard to my suit and dress shoes to try and save him. Nothing mattered that day besides helping that dog and the fact that I did not still remains with me today.
There is something that has changed. Today, more so than even a few months ago, that little guy motivates me to keep running whenever possible and to never ever give up trying to save the dogs I love so much.
When I studied Pet Loss my number one phrase was “every life matters”. Often times people dismiss the life of a companion animal and that unfortunate fact is important to know when you are trying to help people who have lost a beloved pet.
‘Every Life matters” is even more important in other situations, and to value each one of them as the gift they really are is an attribute I will have more than ever.
All credit is given to the little brown and black dog. I do love you!!