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Tragedy in Chaplin

(remember- this blog took place prior to our arrival in Lexington)

During the last 3,200 miles, Richard and I have been followed, chased, barked at, and generally caught the attention of thousands of dogs. On many occasions, these dogs have charged across roads at us or walked down the middle of a road to follow us. Several times, we have commented that we hoped we never had to watch a dog get hit by a car because we rode by.

With great sorrow and a knot in my gut I must report that we experienced this very thing that we dreaded. While we were standing in Chaplin talking to Larry as he invited us to camp in his barn with injured Bella, a small family dog escaped the grasp of his owner who had just let him out, came charging across his yard barking, and ran straight out into the street. We all yelled to no avail as a truck came at that moment and was unable to avoid the dog. It was run over and killed right there in the street before our very eyes.

There is absolutely nothing you can say to the owner who is screaming and crying in anguish at that point. Richard and I were immediately hyper sensitive of Bella being close to the road. So he held her and the horses while I went across the street to give the lady a hug and walk her back to her house while Larry moved the dog to her back yard. I’ve lost loved pets and loved family before- both from illness and accidents. When they are accidents, the first instinct is for everyone involved to blame themselves. In reality, there is usually no blame at all, just unfortunate accidents in life, and no blame brings them back. The owner was upset with herself, but Richard and I were sick to our stomachs. I have lost a cat to a car, but I have never watched it happen nor do I ever wish to again. I am so sorry for that woman and her family and I pray that we never see this again for the remainder of our trip.

Did I mention that this happened on our anniversary? Yeah, not our best ever. Larry kindly lent us his vehicle so we could have a short date out, but it was emotionally subdued because of the events of the day. We decided to do an anniversary do-over when we got to Lexington. (which we did do and we had a lovely day out.) But I think we held Bella a little more tightly for a few days and said a few prayers for that family that God would comfort them from their loss of a beloved pet.



One comment

  1. I saw our family dog hit and killed when I was a young boy. It is like a family member is killed. It made such an impact then that I noted it in Chazown (www.Chazown.com) analysis as an item that “life was not the same after this event”. [Chazown – kaw-ZOAN – is a Hebrew term for vision]. You are right — there is often nobody to blame, but we try to assign blame anyway, whether to ourselves or to others.


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