Puppy Dog Tails



Posted: Sunday, July 05, 2009

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Ronnie and I had a beautiful, good-natured, and a long haired dog to play with. We thought he was the best little doggy in the world to play with. We called our little dog Roger, and Roger would follow us everywhere. If we went to the back yard, he was there waiting for us when we came out. If we went out to play house, the little doggy was right there with us. He didn't mind what we did or where we went. He was just happy to be with us and happy, I guess because, he belonged to us. We loved him too. We made sure Roger the doggy came in with us at night. Roger slept in our beds every night, and helped us to eat our supper. He was our very own little dog and we loved him very much. There wasn't anything Roger would not do for us. There just wasn't anything that we wouldn't do for him.

But we were very young children and we weren't very responsible yet. We had not learned how to mind our father, when He told us not to do something. Even if it was very serious to us what he was talking about. That was why when Dad told us not to go to the highway, and to keep the dogs at home if we did go, that we did not mind him. We really did not think that he would mind if we took a little walk to the highway. After all we had asked Dad "why not" and he had not given us a very satisfactory answer. But he did say, that the cars go fast over there on the highway, they may not see you, and you might get run over. That was what our Dad had said about us walking that close to the highway. He did not tell us that he did not want us to walk there.

Well when we began walking, we did not think about going on the big highway. We weren't thinking about anything except that we wanted to walk. That's also why we didn't even think about the dogs that were following us. That's how we got so far away from the house and way too close to the big highway. Cars are very fast and kids are too. So we simply forgot what our Dad told us not to do,

We went on, bent on having our own way, no matter what the cost. When we looked up the road, the highway was just a little over a quarter of a mile away. That was a big draw to us at that time. The highway was long, and winding, and it was just another highway to us. So we decided to go on and see what was over the highway.

Well, as we crossed the highway there was nothing coming, but a small car in the background, on the highway. We knew that we could cross the road safely. So we did, and by that time the car was coming up faster and faster. We were in relative safety but what we did not realize is that our dogs were not. We watched as the man in the car passed us by.

His left back tire caught our precious little doggy Roger and split his insides wide open. Roger must have died instantly because there was no further movement from him. So we picked up our little doggy, and we carried him all the way home. The man in the car never stopped after he hit our little doggy. He never even bothered himself to stop and see about us much less the dog. Traffic is much more like that today. People in cars, do not care when they hit little animals while traveling anywhere.

We were crying like there was no tomorrow when Dad found us. We told him what we had done. He said "I am not going to whip you for being where I told you not to go. But I think that you have been whipped more than I could have whipped you. We apologized to my Dad for not minding him, but he knew as well as we did, that what we had done was more painful than anything else. We had lost our little doggy buddy forever

Maxine Headd is a writer who lives in Marion, Illinois. She loves to write about her family history and other titles. She has written 42 stories so far. There are more stories on Helium.com.

Maxine has four children and has supplied them with many Ghost stories for many years. She loves to watch animals and tell of their adventures. Also, some of the stories are made up, but many of them tell her family history.

Maxine attended John A. Logan College and Southern Illinois University in the beautiful Southern Illinois Hills.
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