Strange but true dog story.
As many Blitzers know l live in Sumatra these days. Almost a year ago my wife and were walking down a suburban street in Medan, it was late at night, and quite dark as there was a lack of street lights. I began to hear a dog howling in pain, lots of pain. It was obvious that it had been bit by some sort of vehicle, but l couldn’t work out where it was. We continued walking on our way to the house of close friends. The sound was getting louder and was more constant, but l still couldn’t really place it. The pain of the poor animal was palpable. Then by the side of the road, l saw a dark shape, from which the sound was coming. I bent down and could see a dark pool of blood all around the dog. It was still howling pitifully. My wife, who is still afraid of dogs to an extent, called for me to move away from the stricken animal, but l couldn’t do that. l felt compelled at that moment to touch it. The moment l touched the dog, it ceased howling and died. It was as if it had been waiting for someone, anyone to come along and acknowledge its passing, in a way that its life probably never had been. My wife was angry and scared of me touching the dog, but l just felt l had to do it. I described what had happened to my friends, when we got to their house, a couple of minutes later. They said they knew the dog. We stayed overnight. In the morning there was no sign of the dead dog, it had been removed very early, and there was no sign of blood either.