Jezebel...

On Tuesday morning, I went outside to feed my 3 dogs. Only 2 greeted me at the door. Rocky and Chipper were so excited/antsy, which was weird since they usually don't get up half the time. Another weird thing was Jezzy, my dog, was not there. She is ALWAYS there when I open up the door, begging to get a chance to come inside. Well, Jezzy is an adventurous dog who loves water, so me and mom thought she might be out on an adventure(in "mom" speak that means she went into our woods) or in the neighbor's pond which she loves to swim in. Anyways, I went on with my morning routine. When I left the house she still wasn't there, and now I was beginning to worry. When I pulled out of the driveway I checked the road for any sign of a dog .(Previously I had a young dog about JEzzy's age who was killed on the road so that's where I tend to check first if I haven't seen one of my dog's) Well, I didn't see anything but I still went on to school. The whole day I couldn't concentrate at school and to make matters worse I had to ride the bus home and everybody in the world was on. when I finally got home, my dad was sitting on the porch, and I noticed Jezzy's head sticking out of the doghouse which is on the font porch as well. A sigh of relief escaped from me. When I got up to the porch, dad was like, "Do you see your dog? She's ok but I think she got hit by a car today...scratch that she did get hit by a car today. Mom called me and was talking about how she wasn't here so when I got home from work I went looking for her. I went all around our house, checked the road, went around Ms. Betty's house calling for her and couldn't find her. I then went to the back of the farm and still couldn't find her. When I got back home, I saw her in Ms. Betty's yard, so I went and carried her back home. Her back leg has about a 5 inch long gash which I put peroxide on but nothing else is broken. (dad was going to be a vet when he was in high school so he did this intern thing so I trust him with all this stuff) She will be sore but she'll be ok." I went over to the doghouse and these big, brown, sad-looking, eyes looked up at me. I heard her tail slowly thump against the side of the doghouse. I gently stroked her head and ears and talked to her.(yeah, I know I'm weird but I don't care) She can do this three legged walk but she is progressively getting better. Hopefully in the next few weeks she will be back to normal but as I was going to school this morning I saw a teenage boy I knew kneeling with this family and a dog. Either he hit the dog or he saw the dog get hit but it was just sad to think my dog was hit on the road just like that dog but thankfully she will be alright.