The lovely Miss Wendy and I were out and about earlier today, running a few errands and enjoying some, ah, quality time with one another. We zipped onto a major boulevard in our little corner of the world and a block later noticed that cars were screeching to a halt and swerving around what appeared to be an accident.
later we passed a pickup truck that was wobbling atop a nearby curb and a
smashed up SUV in the intersection. The entire front of the vehicle was caved
in, the window shield shattered and tires flat and spinning. Off to the side, a
small crowd was gathering and several people were surrounding a woman who
seemed to be conscious but shaken and, perhaps, going into shock.
maneuvered our way slowly around the scene, but noticed that a bunch of cars in
front of us were still crawling along, blocking the intersection. I wanted to
get out of the area so emergency vehicles and medics could make their way in
and didn’t understand what the holdup was.
Then, as one
car zigged while another zagged, I spotted the problem. A tiny dog, trailing a longish
leash, was dashing up the highway. It was spooked and seemed totally lost and bewildered!
I’m only guessing, but I think it quite possible that the dog – a terrier mix
of some sort – had been in the SUV and was tossed from the vehicle when it
A dozen or
so cars were trailing the pooch and, finally, one driver managed to get in
front of the dog and force it to the curb. She jogged over to the trembling
animal, offered a few soothing words before picking it up and getting it out of
this little slice of life to offer up this observation. When I spotted the wreck,
my first feeling was annoyance – backed up traffic, rubber-neckers, wasted
time. Then when I saw the injured woman, I mostly thought that that’s life in
the big city and hoped she wasn’t seriously injured.
the small dog touched my heart and had me feeling sad. It was obviously
confused, frightened and, well, completely innocent of all the madness we
humans unleash on one another. That said, it was nice to see most everyone
slowing down a bit, making an effort to shield the dog before it could dash
later and a mile down the road, cars were once again whizzing about, most everyone
focused on the distant horizon, feeling the urgent pull of life. And so it goes.