Mar
21
2012
My Encounters On the Last Leg of My Return Home
Author: siggyThe dog I encountered near my house loose was a spitting image of my golden retriever. I thought that somehow Sweetie had gotten out. I was trying desperately to unlock my passenger door so she could hop in. I was not successful. The dog briefly headed toward me and then disappeared. I told my wife about the discovery. Well, Sweetie was in the house. I almost brought home a strange dog. We both laughed. I had other encounters on the way home that night. I had to brake a little. A baby opossum scurried frantically across the road right in front of me and when I got home I flushed a cottontail in my driveway.
