On Thursday, December 21, 2006 my beloved but determined doggie, Ruby died doing what she loved to do most, escape and run around the neighborhood. She squeezed through a small crack between the fence post and the edge of the house. She first ran to our neighbor's garage, rummaged around to discover some creature, then bolted for the front of the house. She was headed around the block, but must have seen something across the street at Reilly Elementary that caught her eye. Sometimes cats hang out near the bushes in the front of the school at night. Our neighbors west of us were just coming home from the grocery store when they discovered that Ruby had been hit by a car. The gentleman went to get a flash light to see if Ruby was okay or not. He came and told us that Ruby had been hit by a car and did not make it. We wrapped her in a beautiful blue spiral towel, and laid her to rest. Alex was sad. I feel so sad for what has happened. Ruby was always determined to find a means to escape and go on an adventure, only this time it was her undoing, as it was a means to the end.
No comments:
Post a Comment