My dog, Nalu, was in the car with me when the accident happened. He wasn't hurt, amazingly, but was pretty shaken up. One of the policeman first on the scene found Nalu standing on my crushed dashboard, looking down on my helpless body. The policeman told me later that he approached Nalu cautiously, thinking he'd be growling. Instead, he found him protective, yet in a way welcoming his help. The policeman took Nalu and made sure he was safe, knowing he'd most likely end up at the pound. I will be forever grateful for that.
I didn't see Nalu for a month after the accident. My sister picked him up a few days after the accident and has been taking care of him ever since. Also forever grateful to her. She brought Nalu down for a few days over Memorial Day weekend. It was a bittersweet reunion. The excitement of seeing each other filled the room, but it was sad to see him go.
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| My sweet boy Nalu |
My sister left this with me though. Was nice to have the photos and memories of my dog and my friends and family on one board up in my house.
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