Today, I almost witnessed something terrible. Our dog, Hershey, ran out into the street and bumped up against a van that was driving by. Since we believe that she is ok, here is the story: I took the dogs (Hershey & Bailey) out to the back yard this afternoon with Preston so that we could play. I was also going to try to rake the leaves and remembered that I had left the rake in my car from a service project at Youth Group on Wednesday. So, I took Preston with me to go to the car and 'thought' that I closed the gate behind me. Before I could do anything Hershey had opened the gate and was running out into the busy street. I tried to yell for her to stop but that didn't work. I saw her run out and then bump up against the side of a van driving by. I am so thankful that she didn't get hit head on. Now, I still have Preston in my arms and when I realized that Hershey was still alive and running, I continued to chase after her. I finally cornered her a few houses down and started to bring her back home. The lady who was driving the van was so nice to stop and ask if our dog was ok. At this point I am completely exhausted from trying to catch the dog and tears are running down my face. I thanked the kind lady for stopping and told her that I thought our dog was ok. She then asked if she could do anything but I told her I would just take our dog home and get my son to a safe place. As of right now, Steven and I believe that Hershey is ok. We haven't seen any limping or heard any whining. Steven did a check to see if she would wimper if we touched any of her bones and she didn't make a sound. We are going to keep an eye on her and are just very thankful that she seems to be ok. I also think Preston is ok and may not even remember what happened. Sometimes Hershey can drive me crazy. She likes to wake up every morning at 6am to go outside and eat her breakfast. I am not a big fan of this early routine since I choose not to get up till 7am. Despite Hershey's crazy schedule, I am so thankful we didn't loose her today.
