I was in the parking lot of Target loading my car with groceries the other day. The kids were angels the entire shopping trip. It was a bright sunny day and everything was so beautiful! It was perfection.
I was almost finished loading up, when a 20 something kid started to approach me. At first I didn’t understand what he was saying. As he came closer I could see in his arms the cutest little white fur ball of a puppy….
I feel guilty…so so guilty.
The bottom line is this…it was an accident and it happened. I still think about her everyday and most days I think…”I haven’t seen Mazie for a while, where is she…?” Then I remember.
I haven’t even brought myself to re-fluff the couch cushion that she used to lay on…her impression is still there.
A woman driving down the road, in front of our house, came upon a cat that was running across the street.
All of a sudden, out of nowhere, there was a dog too…Mazie.
I am sure Mazie spotted the cat and was in pursuit….getting hit by the car.
After the accident, the woman stopped and spoke to Mr. Main…expressing her heart felt concern and sadness. She said she was unsure if she even hit Mazie…it all happened so fast. I don’t blame her.
I am left with this question… Now what?
….but in the end, I declined getting the puppy on that beautiful spring day. It wasn’t the right time.
As of now, we are not actively searching for another furry friend but if the right one comes into our lives we might just jump on the opportunity.