Dog(s) Left on a Highway to Play in Traffic

The other night I was reminded of God’s glaring disconcern for anything alive on this screwy planet.

As we drove back home from a beach about 11pm. I hit the breaks hard as I saw something crossing the road oblivious to the speeding vehicle.

I locked up the wheels and skidded shortly as I saw a tiny puppy about 6 weeks old walking across the highway. There was only one house there so we brought it there. The owner claimed no knowledge… hmm. We went back up the driveway and saw a rice bag with a blanket half hanging out of it.

Apparently some thoughtful arse had brought the dog in the bag and left it to play in traffic and get hit.

We took it home and were horrified to find it had 9 ticks with the heads buried under the skin, and thousands upon thousands of eggs in it’s fur. The fur was coming out in clumps and I could have pulled the hair out and made him bald. The poor dog was in bad shape.

We bathed it and did what we could with the bugs. We could only catch the big ticks and a couple big fleas. We could see many thousands moving on her skin though. Apparently they didn’t drown when we held her under the water.

We let her stay in the back shower area until about 5 am when she started to cry like a possessed pig. I gathered it up in a towel and took her to the local temple where there were many dogs and where it’s against their morals to harm it. They’d take some care of it, probably until it died.

Then, as we past the same spot we did before – though 2 days later – I saw the remains of another dog – just like the one we found – further up the road that we must have missed that night. Splatted all over the pavement, brains coming loose and every bone broken by then from being run over a thousand times maybe or more.

Once again God is a no-show.

God has put us here and is watching the show. It’s a horrible show. It’s a freakshow… a horrorshow. And yet, there’s nothing from God… no intervention. No amount of prayer helps. No amount of faith in anything. No amount of hoping.  Caring even…  Everything dies in it’s own way… we all have a moment that means the end of this silly life…  when will yours be?  Will you choose it or let it choose you?

Will you curse God when you finally meet up with it?  Will you ever? Who knows anything? Is there a God?  A good god? A bad god? A nutty god?  Does he look like Rob Zombie or George Burns? Does he look like a dog walking on the highway with 3000 fleas and 9 ticks buried deep in it’s tender 6 week old flesh?

Who knows….


About Jerry

Mississippi born and raised. I've studied many religions and read the bible through a couple of times. I have a fervent need to share GOD's message since it made itself known to me. This blog is to reveal God's word and daily messages I get from God my savior. NOTE: Well it was for that anyway...
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