Ardesevent
It’s the end of the line, cowboy
- Feb 2, 2020
- 358
There was a stray dog in my neighborhood recently. It was filthy, and it was starving, but I could tell it was beautiful under all of that. About 2 weeks ago, I started to take pity on it. I headed out for the first time in forever and put some food out for it. When I woke up the next morning, the food was gone. I figured that even if it wasn't the dog eating it, it was something that needed the food, so I started going out and leaving it there every night. It sort of became a routine.
But when I woke up this morning, the food was still there. I got concerned, so I headed out to look for it. I did find the dog- in the middle of the road. It had been dead for at least a few hours.
I've spent the majority of the day crying over it. I never saw the dog actually eat the food, and I never actually ran into it, but I still felt something for it. Even if the dog didn't mean to, it did make me want to live for a bit, even if it was only to take care of it. I don't why I'm so sad about this. It wasn't even my dog, and I only knew it existed for 3 weeks or so.
I wonder if this is a sign of some sort. Even when I find a reason to live, it just disappears like it never existed in the first place.
But when I woke up this morning, the food was still there. I got concerned, so I headed out to look for it. I did find the dog- in the middle of the road. It had been dead for at least a few hours.
I've spent the majority of the day crying over it. I never saw the dog actually eat the food, and I never actually ran into it, but I still felt something for it. Even if the dog didn't mean to, it did make me want to live for a bit, even if it was only to take care of it. I don't why I'm so sad about this. It wasn't even my dog, and I only knew it existed for 3 weeks or so.
I wonder if this is a sign of some sort. Even when I find a reason to live, it just disappears like it never existed in the first place.