Originally uploaded by C. Koerner.
There was an accident on the way home from work today. I had to go around a few blocks to get on the highway. It took me a bit longer but I got home just fine. When I got home I took care of a few chores and then left to go visit my in-laws. As I walked out the door I saw a young dog sitting on the sidewalk. I called out to him, to see if he was friendly. He ran up to me, tail wagging, and nudged my hand. It was dark out and I couldn’t see anyone around. I followed him around outside for a few minutes, yelling out to see if anyone was around. I went inside my home to put my cats in a room. Chloe went ballistic and tore my arm up, scratching me no less than 5 times, each about 3 inches long. Ouch. I quickly went back outside and found the dog, sitting on my porch. I then took him inside my home and tried to get a better look at him. He was clean, his paws weren’t too muddy, and was very well tempered. I attached a leash and collar I had laying around and went back out to look for his owner. I came across an older gentleman, named Bill, who lives in the building next to my own. Bill said that there was a woman who had a black dog who lived a few blocks down. The dog and I walked past a few houses and knocked on the door or what we hoped to be home for this dog. A woman answered the door and I introduced myself. She was staring at the dog the whole time. I asked her if she knew who’s dog this was. She replied,”That’s Freddie! I know this dog.” I asked if she could tell me who the owner was. “Freddie is my dog!” Sure enough Freddie apparently jumped the fence and went wandering. Case closed.
However, this made me think a bit about fate. Are somethings meant to be? Was I suppose to be late getting home? Was I suppose to leave the condo right at the time i did? Had I left a few minutes earlier, or later, I most likely wouldn’t have seen the dog. Why did I spend an hour in the dark, cold, night looking for this dogs owner? I can’t believe it’s fate or destiny. But perhaps it’s something like karma. I did a good deed and that will reflect strongly against my character. Now that I can believe.
This isn’t totally accurate as I often can only remember the most recent songs I’ve listened too. We’ll chalk that up to short-term memory loss. I’ve decided to highlight a few songs that really stand out and recommend you