
Bernie and I travel to Jerusalem three times a week to attend Ulpan. We catch a bus from the Beer Sheva Central Bus Station at 6 AM. One morning, a black shepherd showed up at the station. He was begging from the soldiers who were waiting to board the bus. After not receiving anything from them, he laid down in the bus lane. The bus was due in a few minutes.
Bernie and I couldn't stand watching this dog and wanted to do something.
I had a lead in my purse. I just happen to carry dog treats, a lead, and a muzzle in my purse at all times. I told Bernie he could try to put the lead on the dog, but to be careful. Some dogs freak if you put something around their necks. He easy got the lead on the dog and the dog followed him. The only thing we could think of was to call the dog rescuer we know in town. But, it was 6 AM and not everybody is as crazy as we are and is up at that hour.
I decided that I would take responsibility for the dog and that it was more important for Bernie to go to Hebrew class. So, I walked out of the bus station with the dog on a lead.
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