The other day I was walking my fur-friend Dusty when suddenly I heard a thud and a high-pitched squeal - the unmistakably heart-wrenching sound of a dog getting hit by a car.
I looked in the direction of the incident about 2 blocks away and saw 7 people fanned out running toward me all of them screaming frantically, "STOP THAT DOG."
Well, when Dusty sees a dog (any dog) she barks her damn head off so when she saw this dog running toward us at full tilt she commenced with her barking. It scared the dog so much that he put on his brakes and turned around. He clearly didn't like the look of the 7 people coming after him so he darted down a driveway and got trapped.
It took a bit of coaxing but this guy managed to calm the dog down and carry him out. Through a river of tears his owner was extremely thankful.
It turns out they are in a new home and the dog just isn't comfortable yet and got past her when she was carrying groceries in the house - almost a mile away!
Anyway, the tip of the dog's tail was clipped off but other than that he seemed fine.
As we all disbursed I marveled at how a group of complete strangers to one-another banded together to aid a runaway dog - it filled my heart with a great joy that I was proud to carry with me the rest of the day.