This has not been a good year for dogs in our family. Yesterday while walking Neville I noticed that his collar was loose enough that he might be able to slip our of it if he was determined enough. I didn't adjust it though. Later that evening, the kids and I went down to the lake to get some ice cream, and took the dog. Neville saw a dog on the other side of a busy street, broke off the leash, ran out into the street and was struck by a car. I ran to him but didn't know what to do. The driver of the car got out and didn't know what to do. Another woman pulled over, got out of her car, put her hand on my shoulder, and began praying loudly for me to Jesus. An ambulance stopped. The driver told me he had called the police, but couldn't stay, because he had a human patient. A person, did I understand. The generous woman drove Neville and I to an animal hospital and another generous woman walked the kids back to our house. On the way to the hospital Neville died.
Molly has made a donation to petsofthehomeless.org for all our friends who have lost pets this year. There have been too many. We are holding all of you in the light.
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Molly and Rob, I am so sorry. I am crying right now reading this.
Dogs don't think about preserving themselves, they just live in the moment. I think that's part of what we love about dogs, actually. We try to keep them safe, but all we can do is our best. Sometimes even our best is not enough.
Remember, we can't control everything, especially when a dog is really intent on doing something he thinks is fun. I always feel like we are just our pets' stewards, not their masters.
Wishing peace and strength to you guys. I feel your loss deeply.
Thank you very much for your kind words and insight, Emily.
Aw, that's difficult. Thinking of you ....
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