I have been sitting here for about an hour trying to figure out people, and still can't quite understand them. This morning I went to the grocery store with Mike. When we parked, next to us was an open bed pick-up truck, a couple of "good ol boys" in the cab and a husky mix in the back. The dog was clearly in distress! He was laying with his chest flat on the ground, his rump raised and he was rubbing his neck on the spare tire. His tongue was hanging out, his eyes glazed! I yelled to Mike, who hollered at the two kids in the truck. We went over and come to find out this poor dog had a collar on his neck that was so tight, he couldn't even breathe! Mike had to take a pair of cutters and cut the collar off the poor dog! Then we gave him some water and few treats (we always carry water and a dog bowl in our truck for Kenai) The kids didn't even say thank you! They acted like it was no big deal. I was so ticked I couldn't even see straight!
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5/16/04 at 1:17pm