Dead Dog

Date: 10/11/2019

My family and I have been taking care of a stray for a while now. She’s a husky but has markings that make her look like a wolf, she’s also fairly trained (sit, lay down, and shake). She’s the perfect dog, and it’s made me so sad that she isn’t snuggled up on a couch at a nice home, if I didn’t live in an apartment with my parents I would take her in an instant. Sadly that isn’t the case, and now she’s been missing for about a week. I’m devastated, and I’ve been having recurring nightmares of her dying in an assortment of ways. They’re all pretty graphic, but the worst one is where I’m boarding back from work and see a white lump half slumped into the road, the other half melded into the road from being run over so many times. But I can tell it’s her. I go over and try and get her off the road but the combination of the heat and the cats just made her flesh start to tear like stale bread. So I kind of just cradled her butt in my arms, she was so stiff and it was like her bones went hollow. I couldn’t look at the top half of her, but I imagined it was there and that she was giving me her sweet puppy dog eyes. Even writing this makes me want to cry, but I really truly hope she was scooped up by a family that will love her. I have yet to see her anywhere so it’s likely. I know a lot of people in the neighborhood were helping to feed and water her, so I guess all I can do is hope until I see otherwise. I don’t really want to indulge in the rest, but I’m glad I got this off my chest.