A Dog Left Behind My husband told me a very sad and disturbing story about one of their dogs. When he was young, he remembered his mom telling him that they needed to take one of their old dogs away for good because he was already old and full of skin disease. They rode their car with the dog, he remembers that it was so stinky. The reached a point that is very far from their home, they let their old dog out of the car, the dog voluntarily stepped out, (i wonder maybe happily thinking he is going for a walk?!), once he was out, they closed the car door behind him and drove away. He remembers looking back and seeing their old sick dog running after their car, maybe in his mind thinking that they just forgot to let him back in?! I can imagine how painful it must be for the dog to be left like he meant nothing, like his #life meant nothing. I imagine him running after the tail lights of the car, running as fast as he can but seeing it slowly become smaller and smaller until its nowhere in sight. How depressing must it be to be one day have a home, have a family and one day just because you're old and disease ridden be left on the side of the street, not knowing how to survive without your so called family. Did he survive? Did he get hit by a car? Did he die of hunger? It's just so sad, I can never do that to any of my dogs. I can never drive away from a living thing that has been a part of my #life and leave him there knowing he could die. I can't stop the tears from forming in my eyes, knowing that a lot of people, not just my husbands family does this painful, hurtful things to our so called pets. I wish for our sake that our children don't do the same thing to us when we get old, when we become too stressful, too sick to handle. I hope that our children won't think of us as a burden, an old sick dog and just leave us on the side of the street, to die.