One Loyal Little Dog.

Today, May 20th, I took Chance for a ride around 10am because I had a funeral to go to, and I wanted him to get a little "car" time before I went. As we crossed the tracks to cross over to Old Rt. 2, I noticed this little bedraggled white dog. He looked to be about 10 lbs. with Maltese type hair and a terrier head and body. He was sitting on the other side of the road, off to the side of the intersection.

When I came back toward home, he was still sitting there. So, I took Chance back, put him in the yard and went back to try to get this little guy. When I got up to the road, I almost had a heart attack....he was standing in the middle of Rt. 2. One car had stopped, and two more were coming up the road from Huntington. I got him over to the other side of the road, but he wouldn't come to me. He was scared. Well, when I went to the funeral, he was still sitting in the same spot.

When I got back, I didn't see him. So, I came home and changed and went back, treats in hand, to do my rescue. Well, I didn't see him, so I looked down this long driveway, and there he was. I pulled up to the house and asked the man there if he was the owner. He wasn't, but his brother was. Seems his brother, who lives out in the country, broke his arm a couple of days ago, but wouldn't go to the hospital. The little dog, the man said, kept licking his arm. He (dog) knew he was hurt., but his master wouldn't go to the hospital.

The reason he was sitting at the road is, he was waiting for him (owner) to come back from the hospital, because family talked him into going, finally. Evidently, the two are inseparable. That just shows how loyal a dog can be.