Rescue 831

Sometimes I lose faith in my fellow man. There’s so much hatred in the world, so much violence and awfulness.

And sometimes something happens that restores my faith in humanity; something really simple but meaningful.

That happened a couple of days ago.

I was driving home and ran up on some slow traffic (although, in my town, everything moves slowly so it’s not like it’s a strange occurrence or anything). When I got to the source of the slow down, I saw it was a confused, chocolate lab wandering in the street. I saw it had a collar which gave me a bit of hope. The poor little guy was looking into every car that went by as if to ask “Are you here to take me home?”  I had my loudmouthed, slobbering duo in the car with me but pulled over despite their deafening barks.  It’s funny how their continuous racket always provokes a strange mix of irritation and jealousy as A) I want to keep my ability to hear and B) I wish I had the ability to get that excited about something.

I got out of the car and that dog came up to me like he’d known me forever. He was no young pup as indicated by his graying muzzle. As I was leading him up to my car, a nice couple in a little BMW stopped as well. They saw me pull over and asked if they could help. Wow! How nice of them to do that! Yes, Beemer couple, I could use some help. I didn’t have my glasses on and couldn’t make out the number on his collar tag. To make matter worse, even if I could have seen it, I couldn’t get my cell phone to work since my pull over spot is notorious for having no cell reception. Damn! Where the hell is that crowd of network peeps when I need them?? Answer: making a T.V. commercial somewhere and leaving me in no-man’s land with a lost dog, no glasses and two large, frenzied poodles who, I’m convinced, were dangerously close to winding down the windows themselves so they could meet said chocolate lab and hey, how about tossing around a Frisbee while our mom directs traffic and searches for her specs.

Thank goodness for the Beemer couple. They saved the day. They offered to take the dog home since they could see from the steamed up windows and wild yapping emanating from my car, I had my hands full already.

That gesture may sound like such a small thing, but it made my heart sing.

Thanks Beemer couple, whoever you are.

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December 8, 2008 12:17 pm

It was nice that you stopped. I hope that couple finds the dog’s owners.

Sharon Matthams
Sharon Matthams
December 9, 2008 1:16 am

You had one hell of a weekend girlfriend!
Car hoods flying open as you are flying down
the freeway. Freaky scary!
Rescuing run away dogs…..
all I did was stay home and play on line scrabble.
I need to get out more.

December 13, 2008 5:15 pm

Michele, those nice beemer people took the dog home. Once I got my glasses on and drove out of the “cell phone dead zone” I called and told the owner the runaway Lab was on his way home!