I should have taken a picture with my cell phone. But it would not have been pretty. A sack of rust colored bones in an autumn landscape. But I digress. It was yesterday morning that my daughter, Katie, had just gotten her new contact lenses and was enjoying seeing the details in signs and such that she had missed for so long. As we were returning from yet another trip to Publix for another item for Thanksgiving dinner, that she spotted a dog lying on the sidewalk. Thank you, Lord, that she could see so well. We made a quick u turn and parked the car. It was a pit bull that was so weak that he could not stand up. He was whimpering but sweet, as he let me pat his head. We tried to get him to follow us to the car but he was too weak so Katie picked him up in her arms and carried him. It was only a short drive to the vet. They carried him in on a stretcher and said that the wound that was bleeding was only superficial. Good news. So maybe all he needed was to eat and drink and would be fine.
Only later did I call and find out that his femur was very badly broken and they had animal control come and get him. Sadly, he will be put down. Although it is heart breaking, I am thankful that he was spared spending another day alone in the elements, without food, water and human kindness. It stormed last night. I pray that he is romping at heaven's gates now.