Tuesday, April 13, 2010

An Ordinary Crucifixion – No. 8

The past few weeks we’ve been going to puppy classes at PetsMart, every Wednesday evening. The girls that work there are all very nice and friendly, and they love our dog. We’re always greeted on our way in. One girl seems to especially like our dog. She’s as big as a house, maybe two. Her smile is somehow even bigger. She’s a lovely, kind, gently smiling girl who gushes for cute little dogs. A more wonderful person you’ve never met. Every week, we enjoy seeing her and talking with her. At one point, she disappeared for two weeks. Afterwards, we saw her at the store again, not working. She was buying stuff and had her dog with her. It was a female and looked to be a Rottweiler and Labrador mix, pretty dog. It was very friendly and very excited. The girl was happy to see us. She explained with visible struggle that she hadn’t been around for the past two weeks because her boyfriend had passed away. The dog had been drowning in a lake, and he jumped in to save the dog. However, he ended up drowning in the process. The dog didn’t appear to understand the weight of that. The girl did, though. It was carved into her face. Now she’s got this dog to herself, and eventually it’ll die. And when it does, it’ll open that injury back up. I wanted so badly to help, but didn’t know what to say. I didn’t have any words that would make it any lighter.

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