my morning

woke up late, due to snooze. got ready, made my lunch, out the door at 6:45. by 7:00, i was by Old Orchard. at Skokie and Old Glenview Road, i drove past what appeared to be a dog struggling in the road. evidently he had just been hit. i pulled into the Bakers Square parking lot, called 911, and joined two guys who were trying to get the dog out of the road. it was a small, white dog, a yorkie or scottie dog. he had managed to stand up, but now was just standing in the right lane of northbound skokie. one of the guys had a truck that was blocking traffic, so he wasn't going to get hit again, but they didn't want him to dart out into oncoming traffic. they finally got him on the side of the road and i came over and started petting him. he was bleeding from the mouth, just standing there, panting. he tried to walk (limp) away, but we grabbed his collar and he finally laid down. the guy with the truck left and another guy with a red VW had to leave, so i told him i would stay with the doggy until the cops showed up. i got a bottle of water from the car and some tupperware that was holding part of my lunch and filled it up like a water bowl, but the dog didn't drink. oh, well. he was pretty traumatized. the cops finally showed up, right as i realized that the dog was wearing an ID tag. the cop called the number and while we waited for the owners to show up, i gave one of the cops my info. the owners showed up in their powder blue VW beetle convertible. they were both elderly, with dog stickers all over their car. they came rushing over, and the minute that little dog saw the woman, he flopped over on her foot like, "thank god you're here." evidently, the dog slipped his leash about 20 minutes prior and ran away. i am just glad that whomever hit him didn't run over him in anyway that would have rendered him more injured. the owners bundled him up and took him to the nearest emergency vet. i did not care that i was 30 minutes late for work. sitting in the wet grass, petting a wet, dirty, panting, bleeding dog, was my good deed for the day.