OMIGOSH! Thoughts and prayers headed your way.
Don't despair though. A few weeks ago, there was a Yorkie running in traffic outside my house (on a busy, four-lane roadway). His guardian angel was working overtime that day because he dodged at least three good chances to get hit before getting across the street.
I chased him down, brought him home and walked around the neighborhood hoping to find someone looking for him. Luckily, he had a collar -- dragging the pulley rope he broke behind him. But he had no tags.
I left him with my mom while I ran to a nearby store to post a found note. On my way back from the store, I saw a car driving very slowly about a block from my house. When they pulled over to let me pass, I drove alongside them and asked the couple inside if they were looking for a dog.
"YES!" the woman screamed. "A Yorkie." She was practically in tears.
So it really made my night to be able to say to them: "Follow me." |