So, yesterday morning while driving to work, I saw a stray dog running down 14th Avenue. He's a little white pomeranian and absolutely adorable. I opened my car door and whistled and he ran over and jumped right into the car. I spent the next 2 hours trying to drop him off at the animal shelter. During those 2 hours, I got attached to him. I took a picture and post it on Craigslist to hopefully locate the owner and let him/her know where the dog is (Sac City Animal Shelter). Honestly, I cried.
Today, I looked on the shelter website and saw him listed there and cried again over his pathetic little picture. It's killing me right now, knowing that this adorable little dog might have just received his death sentence. I COULDN'T leave him running down one of the busiest streets in Oak Park. I just couldn't. Being euthanized at the shelter would be a lot less painful than getting hit by a car. Maybe he's chipped and they'll be able to locate the owner, I reasoned with myself. I also told myself that I have animals at home that shouldn't be exposed to anything this dog could have picked up (he looked like he at least had an eye infection).
I have enough pets as it is. Coupled with my budget constraints, it's just not reasonable to adopt another animal but, damn, he was an awesome little guy. Seemed pretty old and just sat on the passenger seat of my car and chilled while I drove him around.
I received an email in response to my craigslist post asking if the dog was male. He is. I hope that's the owner so I can stop feeling so sad over him. If not, I might have to go back and pick him up.