He was under the influence of heavy substances, got behind the wheel and hit a person on a crosswalk.
I stood there with the phone in my hands, turning white with horror. And only one question was spinning in my head: what would have happened if my dog hadn’t smelled it? If he had stayed with me?
If I had gone to bed and he had ended up in his reality?
Since then, I no longer doubt the instincts of animals. Sometimes they know much more than we do.
