It’s no secret that I have a soft spot in my heart for dogs. Today, I saw something heart-wrenching, a womeless woman walking two dogs. The dogs looked well cared for, although a tad thin. She makes her living collecting cans and recycling them.
One of her dogs was a pom of some type. The other was a chiuaua. He was an older little guy, but I think he had a trace of pug in him because he had a curly tail. And he was beautiful.
Due to the probems on the T, she was unable to get to the recycling center before it closed, and she wasn’t going to be able to buy her dogs their supper. Oh, my heart broke. I would have gladly given her a whole bag of Reggie’s kibble for her boys if I’d have had it on me. Instead, I reached into my wallet and gave her the only thing I had on me, $5. I told her to make sure her boys ate, but that she did too. It wasn’t much, but it was all I could give her.
Maybe she was scamming me. I don’t think so. Even if she was, my hope is that her boys won’t starve tonight, especially that chiuaua with a bit of Pug in him.
Part of me wanted to take that beautiful little guy off her hands, but I think she’s too attached to him.
I came home and gave Reggie a few extra treats and hugs. I hope he never has to worry about where his next meal is going to come from.