Warning: this post has nothing to do with running, but instead talks about my one of my other loves: dogs. Not my dogs. But a very sad looking dog that I have become very intrigued by.
Back story: Most of my morning running routes are some variation of a larger route that encompasses downtown. Most days, this route takes me down a certain street in our downtown area. Our downtown area is interesting: it's an older historic town and the houses are a mixture of really nice homes mixed in with some really crappy ones. I run at dark-thirty, but one morning thanks to the light of a full moon, I noticed a very sad and very gaunt/sickly looking dog sitting in the corner by the fence in one of the not-so-nice looking houses on a street I run often. I was imediately struck by how gaunt and sick it looked. It didn't bark - didn't make a peep - just stared at me sadly. I didn't stop and pet it - being dark and a shady looking house, I didn't feel comfortable approaching it. But, I made a habit over the next few weeks to check for the dog on my morning runs - and, every morning it was there, in the same spot.
I started to drive by every once in awhile during the work day to see if perhaps the dog was ever let inside...and, no fail, every time I drive by it's sitting sadly, staring out of the fence IN THE EXACT SAME SPOT.
I expressed my concerns to Dan. I was worried that it's not fed properly (or at all?). I worry that it's not getting water. Don't laugh, but I asked him if there was something similar to Child Protective Services for animals that I could call. Will the shelter check into something like that? To be fair, I don't know the dogs story. I don't know who the owners are. Maybe the owners take care of it? Maybe it has some sort of disease that is making him/her look so ill? What I do know is no matter what time of day, hot or cold, rain or shine, that dog is sitting out back, in the same spot, staring out of the fence. It breaks my heart.
I thought about bringing him/her treats. A meal maybe. A dog toy. Just slipping something through the fence. But, I haven't. It's not my dog, and I know if anyone messed with my dogs I would be pissed.
I also know the way I treat my dogs (they pretty much live better than I do) is not the way everyone treats their dogs.
This afternoon I was heading back to the office from a meeting and drove by the house...slowed my car to check...and the dog is sitting in his/her usual spot. It's 93 degrees out. I wish you could see this dog, because it truly is the saddest sight ever.
What would you do? Just mind your own business? Bring the dog treats? Call the Animal Shelter? Is there even anything I can do?