Poor doggy
On way to work, I saw a disoriented bulldog walking in traffic.
I called DH and he called animal control.
It was so sad.
It (he, definitely a he) had a huge cut on his head and was a mess. He looked like he would be a good dog if someone would take care of him.
He just looked bewildered, like, "How the eff did I end up in the middle of a road?!"
Labels: sad, Southern California
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