Couldn’t sleep tonight so I got up about an hour ago to surf the web. I figure that eventually I’ll get tired and bored and sleep will return. Might as well post to the blog while I am at it.
I couldn’t sleep mainly because I started thinking about my son’s dog. Daughter in law called me on New Year’s day to tell me that his dog had gotten out and been hit by a car New Year’s Eve. The stupid, probably drunk, driver did not even stop to see if the dog was still alive or to call them to let them know their dog was injured. The next morning some other, kinder stranger stopped and called to tell them that their dog was dead.
They are devastated, of course. And I feel very bad for them. It brings up my own memories of lost pets and how bad it all feels. Pets are like family, sometimes nicer than some family members, actually. It’s tough loosing a beloved pet. There is really nothing I can do, though. I told them to think of their dog as being reincarnated as the hit and run driver’s worst nightmare. Oddly, that thought gave my son some solace.
As if that’s not enough of a bad start to the New Year, my other son’s car was stolen out of a parking lot while they were at a movie.
I hope things start improving.
I don’t like how this year is beginning.