I have to tell this
I drove home from Homer today and there was a public works man parked in the road and he was petting a white dog laying on the side of the road. i thought it was his dog but it wasn't. It was a big gangling white mutt who had been hit. I was shocked and felt like I had been electrocuted.
The man looked at me with a terribly pained expression but he was there petting that dog as it died. There was blood around him and I just knew it was going to be over.
What was the worst part was, the dog was wagging his tail. He was keeping the covenant and so was the man. It was the most sorrowful intimate thing I have seen since I put my two dogs, Timmy and Robby to sleep about a month apart this winter.
He was an angel at that moment being all that dog needed and he stayed there as everyone drove past. That dog let him know they were one. I wish i could explain this better. I loved them both, a good man and a stray dog. There was never a more loving moment or a more decent one ever than that one there.
He was an angel. The dog was an angel. I am so sorry for our world sometimes. This is that dog's obituary. he was a white happy-go-lucky midsized dog that someone loved. Someone may never know what happened to their beloved boy. He will always be that great loving dog that went missing.
The Alaskan wilderness is not forgiving and neither are drivers who don't watch but that man looking at me with such pain comforting that dying dog gave me hope for our species. At least for today. Hug your dogs.
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glad you posted. Though sad, you wrote a very beautiful post. I hope you put this in your journal.
