As I drove up to Schofield on Kunia road this morning, I noticed a car parked on the side of the road. The driver was in shorts and shirtless and was putting gloves on which I found odd. He was facing the street. It was when I got closer that I looked at where he was looking and I saw a dead yellow lab. A big and healthy dog, laying in the middle of the road, obviously in doggie heaven.
The dogs face was in my direction. I saw it. It was very heartbreaking. I thought about the owner (if that was him) how he must've felt. To find your lost dog in that condition. As I continued on my way, the thoughts went through my mind.
Was that his dog?
How did the dog get all the way up here?
How long was he lost?
Could the dog have jumped out of a truck?
I was just so sad. And that dogs face was stuck in my head. It almost brought me to tears thinking what if that were my dog. It's funny how as humans, other peoples situations can easily become very personal, isn't it. I could've easily drove past going, Oh look, dead dog. But because I am a dog owner and love animals, seeing that was traumatic for me. This is why I could never be a nurse.
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