This morning I was thinking about things, and somehow I was reminded of this 25 year old story. I haven't thought of it in quite some time.
I was walking down a quiet section of Bailey Avenue here in Buffalo, it was the early afternoon. I was on the west side of the street headed south, and although this was a quiet area, Bailey is a major road in Buffalo so there was still the occasional car or two. From down the block, on the east sidewalk, I saw two large dogs coming in my direction; they were running and playing together as they came closer.
I wouldn't have been watching quite so closely except that I don't particularly like large and excited dogs who might choose to cross the street and attack me. So I was watching them very closely as the three of us came closer. The two dogs were happy and playful.
Just as we were nearly across from each other, one of the dogs, for no apparent reason, darted into the street. The dog slammed headfirst into the side of a car going in his same direction, there was no way for the driver to avoid it. Death was likely instantaneous as the impact was quite hard.
The other dog was still on the sidewalk; he stopped and looked in shock, as did I on the other side. He looked at his now-dead friend laying in the street, then looked up and saw me looking as well. Then he lowered his head and slowly, sadly, continued down the sidewalk in the direction he had been going. I continued on my way, in the opposite direction.
