The piano and then the dog ( a long story..sad but with a happy ending)
Because the landlord didn't pay the bank and they reposessed my house we had to move. Sally Mae gave me a relocation check so we made the hidious ordeal on the coldest part of this winter.
Hyia would no longer be able to take her piano lesson with her Great Grandmother every day. I have a keyboard but it is sadly lacking in the number of keys and truly it is just not the same. I had just enough left over that Mom suggested I get a piano. I owe her so much for the medical she is paying I would not have considered this without her blessing.
I figured I would begin looking on Craig's list. Yesterday Hyia and I saw a piano store here and stopped to inquire. They redirected me to the owner of Meyers Music about a hundred dollar piano. SHe had told me it played pretty darn remarkable so I decided i best not let too much dust settle, called MOm and asked her if she wanted to go with me the next day. She agreed.
IT was in Blue Springs a bit of a drive from here on I 70 which is not my favorite highway because it is a major trucking route. WE got there and I couldn't have been more pleased. AN old upright Ivers and Pond "Boston" with a bit of hard wear on the keys but lovely action, and a rich full tone that made me want to kiss it on the spot. I gave the owner my hundred dollar bill and Mom and I went to the car excited. I never dreamed it would be so fine. I was practically bouncing up and down in my seat with joy. My mother later referred to that as a rare mood indeed from me. WHile we talked about how lucky we were I it I got back on that horrid highway and that was when I saw the dog.
From a distance I saw a German shepard on the edge of the outside lane laying down, head up. I Told Mom "ohohoh we have do go back!". In a panic i found the next exit which was a long way and turned back searching wishing I had thought to look for a mile marker or a landmark. Just as I thought I had missed her I saw her, and a man standing by her. I took the next exit and circled around. I didnt' want to park Mom on the side so I went up the ramp to a nearby business. parked there and ran as fast as I could back, passing two people that were now watching and a man that was begging for money. I asked the man who was standing about a hundred feet from her if it was his dog. HE said no, he said "that dog is aggressive". He said he had called animal control.
I decided to see for myself. I walked down the bankment, across the ice to the edge of the freeway. The dog baredteeth a bit, but only for a second. I squatted down and told how sorry I was and that i wanted to help. I had my "blankie" with me. It was cold that morning and I sometimes use it when I get in the cold car on my lap to keep me warm. I had grabbed it because IT was all I had to spare in the car. I took the blanket folded it in half lengthwise and wrapped it around the dog's neck, then twisted it a bit, then I told the dog I was going to try and began to pull. Semi's were going by ony a couple feet away and the dog flinched each time. THere was some blood still fresh but only droplets. I pulled the dog about a foot and stopped. I told the dog we got do do this. Please. I pulled the blanket up a bit until the dog's head was covered partially then i reached my hand to the back of the dog's head and gently touched. WHen i still had a hand i knew I could go furter and got my hand on the back of the collar. AS I tried to drag it further the dog tried to get up and we got another 2 feet away from the edge before the collapse. I was desperate by this point so I reached down and got my arm under the front leg and hoisted until we were safely in the grass and snow. I looked up and another man was there. He got an old bed spread out of his jeep and told me if I could get the dog on it he would help me so I heaved one more time and got it accomplished. Neither man was willing to put hands on. THe dog was heavy and there was no way I Could lift alone.
By now I am calling him good boy. The man said he would stay with the dog while i got my car. I go as fast as I can to the parking lot where I left MOm. Got back on the freeway thinking I will take the first exit but it's insane there and i got turned around, and couldnt' find a way back on. I was fighting the dry heaves that hit me when I lift too much and trying to get my breath back. By now I am crying. I was so afraid he would leave and I know there is no way I can lift that dog myself. FInally I got turned around and now a tow truck is added to the crowd. I guess he thought the man's car had broken down. THe man said he thought I wasn't coming back. A woman has shown up, she has many piercings and short black hair. SHe told me if I could get the dog to Eagle ANimal Hospital on Vivion road they will take the dog. THat was just the direction I was going so I thought thank God and tried to drive as careful as I could.
THe dog whimpered some, but was not panting hard or showing shock symptoms so I am hoping the blood is not bladder or other internal. I decided the dog must be either an akita or an akita shepard mix. Breathtakingly beautiful. Mom talked quietly and with encouragement. I stopped at a vet close to her house but the answer was no. Not unless I would cover the bill which I can not. So since I was right by her house and she is in her 80's and i know it has already been too long of a journey for her,I dropped her off and headed for EAgle Animal Hospital.
I tell the dog I am hurrying I promise..I am going to find help, we are going to find help, it's going to be ok,but the answer there was NO too.They did come out and check for a micro chip but there was none, and of course there are no tags.
They said maybe I could try the humane society. Another 20 minutes drive. I put gas in the car and headed that way feeling sick to my stomach. I know the dog is in so much pain yet a muzzle had found it's way between my seat and the door. I reached one arm around and stroked an ear praying we would find help.
I get there and they say prepare yourself ( I am publicly bawling at this point which i hate and being handed tissues), they dont' have room there, they don't have an x ray machine. I said what about the GAbrial fund. My one cause that I am dedicated to. THey know me there because of what Victor did and because of ARt Unleashed. THey said to bring the dog in and they would take a look. A gentle gloriously kind man came out with a gurney and we lifted the dog onto it and wheeled in. Now I know my good boy is a good girl. THe man is stroking her and saying what a good good dog she is. THey took us to the back where they lifted her on the stretcher to the floor to assess the damage. ONe of the main people who's name I should know but i don't is texting.
Doors are opening and shutting, dogs are being led right past her as close as a foot away and she only licked my hand. I could see she wanted to lay her head down and so I went around to the back so the door that kept swinging open wouldn't knock into her and sat down on the floor with her where she was able to lay her head down. I started t-touch and she gave that deep sigh and swallowed a few times leaning her head against me. I realized I had left my purse on the seat of the car with the piano delivery money in it and the doors unlocked. I dont' want to go but I dont' dare not. As i looked back she was watching me with such an instensity. I got back quick and sat back down with her on the floor. I looked up and the lady told me she was working on it, texting away. I went back to the ttouch.
Her fur was so pretty, a buff undercoat with dark ends to the hair, right down the end of her tail which was tipped in black. Lush, and clean, she felt like she had been recently bathed.Finally the answer was yes. I said I would transport her to Welborne Animal hospital. IT was only 10 minutes away. I drove around to the side and talked to her while we waited. I told her I was so sorry and I prayed that they could help her, that it had been an honor to meet such a good brave dog. They brought out gurney and she cried when they picked her up. I wish they would have let me help, she didnt' do that when the man and I moved her. SHe never growled or snapped, or bared her teeth once during any of the moves. At the humane society clinic they had put a muzzle on her, but it was stressing her and once they saw how she was behaving they said I could take it off. I am not sure any of my dogs would react so well. I gave them 29 dollars which was all I had past the delivery money on me towards the cost. Came home and called Mom and told her what had happened. SO now it is late, I am exhausted, and I can't sleep. I keep seeing her face as she looked at me when I was going out to get my purse. I wish I could be with her. I pray they can help her, that the damage isnt' too much. When I had lifted her on the highway she seemed able to bear a little weight on one back leg for few seconds. SHe tried so hard to help. I am praying for her which is all I can do now. I will call in the morning.
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Because the landlord didn't pay the bank and they reposessed my house we had to move. Sally Mae gave me a relocation check so we made the hidious ordeal on the coldest part of this winter.
Hyia would no longer be able to take her piano lesson with her Great Grandmother every day. I have a keyboard but it is sadly lacking in the number of keys and truly it is just not the same. I had just enough left over that Mom suggested I get a piano. I owe her so much for the medical she is paying I would not have considered this without her blessing.
I figured I would begin looking on Craig's list. Yesterday Hyia and I saw a piano store here and stopped to inquire. They redirected me to the owner of Meyers Music about a hundred dollar piano. SHe had told me it played pretty darn remarkable so I decided i best not let too much dust settle, called MOm and asked her if she wanted to go with me the next day. She agreed.
IT was in Blue Springs a bit of a drive from here on I 70 which is not my favorite highway because it is a major trucking route. WE got there and I couldn't have been more pleased. AN old upright Ivers and Pond "Boston" with a bit of hard wear on the keys but lovely action, and a rich full tone that made me want to kiss it on the spot. I gave the owner my hundred dollar bill and Mom and I went to the car excited. I never dreamed it would be so fine. I was practically bouncing up and down in my seat with joy. My mother later referred to that as a rare mood indeed from me. WHile we talked about how lucky we were I it I got back on that horrid highway and that was when I saw the dog.
From a distance I saw a German shepard on the edge of the outside lane laying down, head up. I Told Mom "ohohoh we have do go back!". In a panic i found the next exit which was a long way and turned back searching wishing I had thought to look for a mile marker or a landmark. Just as I thought I had missed her I saw her, and a man standing by her. I took the next exit and circled around. I didnt' want to park Mom on the side so I went up the ramp to a nearby business. parked there and ran as fast as I could back, passing two people that were now watching and a man that was begging for money. I asked the man who was standing about a hundred feet from her if it was his dog. HE said no, he said "that dog is aggressive". He said he had called animal control.
I decided to see for myself. I walked down the bankment, across the ice to the edge of the freeway. The dog baredteeth a bit, but only for a second. I squatted down and told how sorry I was and that i wanted to help. I had my "blankie" with me. It was cold that morning and I sometimes use it when I get in the cold car on my lap to keep me warm. I had grabbed it because IT was all I had to spare in the car. I took the blanket folded it in half lengthwise and wrapped it around the dog's neck, then twisted it a bit, then I told the dog I was going to try and began to pull. Semi's were going by ony a couple feet away and the dog flinched each time. THere was some blood still fresh but only droplets. I pulled the dog about a foot and stopped. I told the dog we got do do this. Please. I pulled the blanket up a bit until the dog's head was covered partially then i reached my hand to the back of the dog's head and gently touched. WHen i still had a hand i knew I could go furter and got my hand on the back of the collar. AS I tried to drag it further the dog tried to get up and we got another 2 feet away from the edge before the collapse. I was desperate by this point so I reached down and got my arm under the front leg and hoisted until we were safely in the grass and snow. I looked up and another man was there. He got an old bed spread out of his jeep and told me if I could get the dog on it he would help me so I heaved one more time and got it accomplished. Neither man was willing to put hands on. THe dog was heavy and there was no way I Could lift alone.
By now I am calling him good boy. The man said he would stay with the dog while i got my car. I go as fast as I can to the parking lot where I left MOm. Got back on the freeway thinking I will take the first exit but it's insane there and i got turned around, and couldnt' find a way back on. I was fighting the dry heaves that hit me when I lift too much and trying to get my breath back. By now I am crying. I was so afraid he would leave and I know there is no way I can lift that dog myself. FInally I got turned around and now a tow truck is added to the crowd. I guess he thought the man's car had broken down. THe man said he thought I wasn't coming back. A woman has shown up, she has many piercings and short black hair. SHe told me if I could get the dog to Eagle ANimal Hospital on Vivion road they will take the dog. THat was just the direction I was going so I thought thank God and tried to drive as careful as I could.
THe dog whimpered some, but was not panting hard or showing shock symptoms so I am hoping the blood is not bladder or other internal. I decided the dog must be either an akita or an akita shepard mix. Breathtakingly beautiful. Mom talked quietly and with encouragement. I stopped at a vet close to her house but the answer was no. Not unless I would cover the bill which I can not. So since I was right by her house and she is in her 80's and i know it has already been too long of a journey for her,I dropped her off and headed for EAgle Animal Hospital.
I tell the dog I am hurrying I promise..I am going to find help, we are going to find help, it's going to be ok,but the answer there was NO too.They did come out and check for a micro chip but there was none, and of course there are no tags.
They said maybe I could try the humane society. Another 20 minutes drive. I put gas in the car and headed that way feeling sick to my stomach. I know the dog is in so much pain yet a muzzle had found it's way between my seat and the door. I reached one arm around and stroked an ear praying we would find help.
I get there and they say prepare yourself ( I am publicly bawling at this point which i hate and being handed tissues), they dont' have room there, they don't have an x ray machine. I said what about the GAbrial fund. My one cause that I am dedicated to. THey know me there because of what Victor did and because of ARt Unleashed. THey said to bring the dog in and they would take a look. A gentle gloriously kind man came out with a gurney and we lifted the dog onto it and wheeled in. Now I know my good boy is a good girl. THe man is stroking her and saying what a good good dog she is. THey took us to the back where they lifted her on the stretcher to the floor to assess the damage. ONe of the main people who's name I should know but i don't is texting.
Doors are opening and shutting, dogs are being led right past her as close as a foot away and she only licked my hand. I could see she wanted to lay her head down and so I went around to the back so the door that kept swinging open wouldn't knock into her and sat down on the floor with her where she was able to lay her head down. I started t-touch and she gave that deep sigh and swallowed a few times leaning her head against me. I realized I had left my purse on the seat of the car with the piano delivery money in it and the doors unlocked. I dont' want to go but I dont' dare not. As i looked back she was watching me with such an instensity. I got back quick and sat back down with her on the floor. I looked up and the lady told me she was working on it, texting away. I went back to the ttouch.
Her fur was so pretty, a buff undercoat with dark ends to the hair, right down the end of her tail which was tipped in black. Lush, and clean, she felt like she had been recently bathed.Finally the answer was yes. I said I would transport her to Welborne Animal hospital. IT was only 10 minutes away. I drove around to the side and talked to her while we waited. I told her I was so sorry and I prayed that they could help her, that it had been an honor to meet such a good brave dog. They brought out gurney and she cried when they picked her up. I wish they would have let me help, she didnt' do that when the man and I moved her. SHe never growled or snapped, or bared her teeth once during any of the moves. At the humane society clinic they had put a muzzle on her, but it was stressing her and once they saw how she was behaving they said I could take it off. I am not sure any of my dogs would react so well. I gave them 29 dollars which was all I had past the delivery money on me towards the cost. Came home and called Mom and told her what had happened. SO now it is late, I am exhausted, and I can't sleep. I keep seeing her face as she looked at me when I was going out to get my purse. I wish I could be with her. I pray they can help her, that the damage isnt' too much. When I had lifted her on the highway she seemed able to bear a little weight on one back leg for few seconds. SHe tried so hard to help. I am praying for her which is all I can do now. I will call in the morning.
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