Just my luck. After posting about yapping little Yorkies, I almost ran over one. Don’t bash me until you read the entire post. I’m a dog lover, honestly.
I just got off work 8:30 am and there is a gas station across the street. I work int he down town area of a very very small town so there wasn’t much traffic and the speed limit is 25 mph. There are train tracks I must cross over to get home and that’s where I found the little guy. White, maybe 10 to 15 pounds, fresh new hair cut so it has to belong to someone.
I wasn’t going to pick it up because I thought it might’ve belonged to someone at the gas station. It just kept walking along the road side and there were several on-coming cars. I was hoping the owners were nearby to pick the dog up but no one was stopping. I wanted to see what it was up to so I drove beside it at it’s running speed. Then the little guy runs right in front of me and to the other side of the street and continues along the road. I found a spot to park because I would feel bad if he got hit.
I parked my car and followed the dog. I was running after the little guy, heart pumping, it was like a morning jog with my dog. I didn’t think these little guys could run so fast!!! I was sprinting! I saw it run through some bushes so I thought I’d catch it from the other side (there’s some break decor blocking the way as well). When I got to the other side, the dog was gone. I stood their dazed thinking, “Where could this little guy have gone?” I saw some rumble in the bushes and approached slowly. Out flew a bird.
I looked around for about 15 to 20 minutes before giving up. He was no where to be found while traffic was starting to pick up (there’s about 5 churches in this area so can already imagine). Unfortunately, I gave up the search and went back to my car and drove off. I just hope this little guy is safe with his owners.
I’m very new to dogs and when I lived in California, strays were part of my daily life. Running was a necessity if you didn’t want to get attacked. Having said that, I didn’t know whether to report the lost dog or not and if there was even a nearby Animal control (it’s a very very small town). I called them but I’m sure the dog is long gone by then. Now I just feel so guilty for not taking the time in finding the dog. Please be okay little guy!