And hello new dog nightmares. As if flashback dog horror doesn’t happen every time I hear the theme from Flashdance, I now have a new hell to haunt me.
Know how sometimes you get that bone-deep feeling of foreboding? I think it’s pretty obvious I had that sort of thing happening with the ongoing Elvie Saga. Sadly, very sadly, Elvie is no more, and he met his end in a way that made me very angry. No, he did not jump the fence, run off and get hit by a car, as you may have expected (see previous 3 blog entries). It only took a few minutes. He died in his backyard, in the middle of the day, his chain wrapped around the chain post, shade and water out of reach. You hear about idiots who leave their animals inside their cars in the middle of summer. Dogs die in hot cars. Dogs die the same way in back yards in the beginning of summer too.
I feel responsible. Although there is no reason that I should, I still feel like it’s my fault. I saw Elvie on his shortened chain, and he was jerking on it as usual, barking too. It made me uneasy. I had a sense of dread, but this was something I’d seen and heard before so I figured…Yes, when I saw him, at 2pm, I could have climbed over the fence and given him some slack, but I was wary of him, especially when he was riled up, anxious, and in HIS territory. We know this. I told y’all how I thought I was out of my league with this muscled-up dog.
So, because he was in his yard instead of mine, I did nothing.
Well, that’s not completely true. I checked on him a little while later, maybe 15-20 minutes later, and he was lying down in the grass–albeit in the full sun. Since he’d stopped barking, I thought his owner had come home. But she hadn’t.
Elvie’s owners may not have had any intention for their dog’s demise, but it happened due to their negligence.
I hugged Budman and said a little prayer for Elvie. Maybe you will too.