It has been quite at week in our household. On Tuesday (of course, because Tuesdays are inherently evil), my beloved dog, Tucker, was attacked by another dog while he & I were out running in a close-by neighborhood. It was SUPER scary and aweful and I was not very nice AT ALL to the other dog owner, who took way too long to get control of his animal. Tuck ended up with a few puncture wounds, a couple bald spots where the vet shaved him, and antibiotics. I know I'm slightly biased, but he is the sweetest dog ever and in no way deserved this. Poor guy. We reported the owner to Animal Control. What a horrible, horrible day. And, so I haven't felt much like being nice this week or evoking some good karma. However...
Yesterday on my way home from work, a little dog was running around in traffic, kind of following a woman, near our apartment. So I yelled out my window "Is that your dog?!" And it wasn't. Apparently the pooch was following her, but the lady had to get to work. So, I snatched her up (the dog, not the woman) and put her in my car. The hubbs and I drove around for a while, asking everyone we saw if they recognized her. Thankfully, her owners saw us talking to some strange lady who said "I don't recognize her, but I'll take her! Can I have her? You wouldn't have to worry!" (weird). So, happy ending! It feels good to do some good... and I can imagine the relief the pup's family feels that she is OK and back home with them. Good lesson - even though I'm super pissy this week, that's no excuse to ignore opportunities to help people out. And now, I feel slightly less pissy.
Does that count, Grumbles?