My neighbors have the cutest puppy. She is white with a couple black spots and a black patch over one of her eyes. It’s not uncommon for her to be outside without her owners. For the most part she stays on their property, but she likes to stalk and chase cats, bark at the neighbors and, her worst habit, chase cars.
I was cleaning rats’ cages and she started barking at me. I talked to her a little bit, telling her that if she was going to bark at me that she needs to do it to my face. I went inside and later she was in the front yard. I sat outside for a couple minutes trying to coax her into letting me pet her. She wouldn’t and some birds in the bush startled her and she went running home and up her back steps. I figured that she’d go back inside, so I went back inside.
Curious me, I went outside about five minutes later and she was still outside. Normally they’ve brought her in by now. I looked at the house and there seemed to be no movement. No one was around.
I got close to the street and talked to her, always keeping a lookout for cars so I could send her home. She walked toward me and looked at me and I at her. She was standing in the street. Two cars came down the street. One, a blue SUV turned onto our street. The guy went slow and would have driven past her if she didn’t decide it was a good time to chase his car. He managed to stop before she ran in front of his tire. Scared, she ran up on her step. Thinking that it was my dog, he waved to me. I waved back thinking, “that’s not my dog.” He drove off.
Feeling guilty that I almost got her killed, I went inside. All I wanted to do was pet her and I put her in danger. I know she isn’t my responsibility, but I feel responsible for her as long as she’s “in my care,” meaning if she and I are outside at the same time, then she is my responsibility unless an owner is outside with her. I’m not sure why I’m like this, but I’ve always been like this. As a teenager, I’d let stray animals follow me home and hope my mom would let me keep them. Never happened.
Sometimes I see myself as a Sims 4 character. My goal would definitely be to befriend x amount of dogs as that is my goal in real life. I want to pet all the dogs that I meet. Obsessed? Yes. I can’t be the only one, though.
I don’t know if this post made any sense. I’m currently fighting with a manic episode and my brain is racing all over the place. It’s not fun.
Anyway, until next time, stay healthy and pet all the dogs you can.