Since mom & dad are coming home from texas tomorrow I thought
it would be nice for them to come home to a clean house....So
I packed up the kids and headed to KY this morning.
After we were finished cleaning, we headed home and
about 10 minutes down the interstate, Ethan insisted that I turn
around. He thought that he had seen a puppy in the median.
"Mom, it could be hurt, can we go get it?"
How do I say no to that?
Well...you don't....So, I turned around....
Sure enough...sitting in the median was this little brown puppy dog.
She was hurt and very thin. So I scooped her up....How hard could it
be to find help for this poor puppy? I drove to the nearest
gas station and asked for a phone book to call the Humane
Society. The clerk was nice, gave me the book and
tried to show me how to use the phone.
(he was not from the US)
After trying every possible number under animal shelter in the phone book I
decided to call the Sheriff's dept. The clerk suddenly jerked
the phone away from me and said I could call anyone but no
police...I said, "Why? It isn't long distance."...He said, "They
charge me to call them."
(Did I look that dumb?)
Anyway, the woman who answered said in an ever so sweet voice
that I would have been better off to have left the dog on the road
'cause no-one will be open til Monday....The State Trooper Office
told me basically the same thing.
Well, I was not bringing this dog home with me....no matter how
cute those big brown eyes were....and the fact that the kids had already
named her twice wasn't changing my mind either. ;o}
A couple of towns later, I stopped by the police station and
they got me in touch with a lady who takes in strays. Only
bad thing is....she lived in the town I just passed! In the state I just left!
Well, I will spare you all of the details but the trip home that should have
taken about 1 1/2 hours....ended up taking about 3 1/2.
It shouldn't be that hard to do the right thing!
So, tell me.....Would you have stopped and picked up the puppy?