Today I had another doctor's appointment to be sure nothing was wrong with me. I don't want to write a lot here about my doctor, but I have to go a lot these days to be sure nothing is wrong.
What I really want to write about is something I saw on a back road between here and there.
I left work early, so I ran into school buses. One school bus was having to turn around in a drive way and dodge a large, furry golden retriever mutt in the process. That dog wanted to be there when that bus stopped no matter how many times the bus had to dodge the dog.
When the bus finally turned around it dropped to kids off in that driveway: a boy about forteen and a girl about eight. That dog was so happy to see those kids. He was smiling.
But neither of the kids even looked at the dog. No exchange of pleasantries, no encouraging look, nothing.
It's sorta sad, really. Think about that poor dog, so happy to see the bus with his children on it, and then when they get off, there's nothing. Nothing at all.
I hate it for the dog, but I really hate it for the two kids. They are going to grow up missing something that is supposed to be the best part of growing up - unconditional love from a pet.
But that's just my opinion.
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