Earlier this week, I was walking the dogs at 5am, as I do every morning in complete darkness. This time, though, Karl-Marx broke loose from his harness. At that exact moment he took one look at me and ran. And ran. And ran past security. Ran through the gate. And ran down the street in utter darkness. No goodbye. Nothing. I walked, yet panicked Out of the gate and down the street. There he was shaking, laying down in the middle of the street. You see I moved into a new place a few weeks ago. I think once he left the gate he realized he didn’t know the area and panicked as much as I did. And just laid there. Scared. Not knowing where to go. Life is like that sometimes. The unexpected happens and we grow scared. This is why we tend to stay in our communities as we age. It becomes frightening to move, to make new friends, to learn something other than what we know. And that’s fine. Learning our limits at our own speed is always what life is about. I knew that if I ran after him, he would keep running and think it’s a game. He knew the world outside of our gated complex isn’t what he’s familiar with. And he knew and trust I would find him in the darkness, scoop him up, and bring him home.
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