
This is the second and last post about how just one action can change a persons whole day.
I was awoken by my dog Rocky at 7am this morning. There was no way I was moving until 8am at least. Luckily Rocky decided to go back to bed. It got to 7.50 and Rocky decided to try and get me to take him out again. I got up, got dressed in my dog walking gear and made sure I was wrapped up warm as it was freezing outside. I decided to take Rocky on the car park of a shopping precinct just down the road from where I live, it's always quiet at that time in the morning so no need to worry about cars going back and too. Morning walks are always the quick walks then afternoon walks are longer.
As I approached the car park I saw something under the sign of one of the shops, as I got nearer I realised it was a duvet with a homeless guy and his dog under it. The man didn't move but the dog looked up and looked a bit aggressive so I walked a bit quicker to the middle of the car park to play fetch with Rocky. I threw the ball a couple of times but then decided to move on as I'd felt unnerved by the dog and his owner. I went a different way to the way I came as I really didn't fancy walking back the same way.
I got back home, fed Rocky and went about my day as I usually did. I was still feeling unnerved from the morning walk even when I was getting ready to go out to work at 1. I went to leave the house and get in my car but I couldn't find my keys. I looked for them until I finally found them in the living room. I totally forgot about the road works on my usual route to work and ended up getting stuck in traffic. I was on track to be late for work and was so stressed out. I somehow managed to get to work on time, just about. It seemed as though customers were asking daft questions all shift and the shift felt like it was 20 hours longer than it actually was. I knew I hadn't hit my target today.
On my way home close to the shopping precinct I saw a dog that looked very similar to the one I'd seen by the homeless guy earlier that day. It was walking slowly and looked wet and cold. I started feeling sorry for it and wondered what had happened to it's owner. The guilt fell upon me and I wondered if I could've missed the chance to save this dog's owners life and probably the dog's life. ''What if?'' I kept asking myself.
Now with these posts I'm not saying go up to complete strangers as and when, I'm saying spare a thought for those people in need. Also don't judge a book by it's cover, not everyone is the same and there's some people who are grateful for your help and how good that makes you feel knowing you've done what you can. Just a thought.







