Minnie
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Last week on my way to SoWal to pick up my friend Kat on our way to Orlando, I was stopped at an exit ramp in Montgomery, AL when I was approached by a homeless woman and her dog.
I never know what do when approached by panhandlers, as I sometimes wonder if the money I give will simply buy more drugs or alcohol, but the dog tugged at my heart so I gave her $20. I drove away with tears in my eyes.
As I turned off the exit ramp and started toward 331 to continue my journey south, I looked up to see her walking back up to the underside of the Interstate. There under the highway was a group of about 20 homeless men and women and probably about 5 dogs living under the interstate.
The entire week of my trip I could not stop thinking about them. I knew it was suppose to get down to freezing this past weekend.
I was determined that on my way back home I would stop and buy some gloves, hats and dog food. But either the cold or the police had moved them on.
I can only hope they found shelter from the cold. I decided then, I would not hestitate next time to do what my heart told me to do and simply go right then and get some things to share.
Makes one wonder what happens in the life of someone that puts them there under a highway on a cold night with only the company of a stray dog.
I never know what do when approached by panhandlers, as I sometimes wonder if the money I give will simply buy more drugs or alcohol, but the dog tugged at my heart so I gave her $20. I drove away with tears in my eyes.
As I turned off the exit ramp and started toward 331 to continue my journey south, I looked up to see her walking back up to the underside of the Interstate. There under the highway was a group of about 20 homeless men and women and probably about 5 dogs living under the interstate.
The entire week of my trip I could not stop thinking about them. I knew it was suppose to get down to freezing this past weekend.
I was determined that on my way back home I would stop and buy some gloves, hats and dog food. But either the cold or the police had moved them on.
I can only hope they found shelter from the cold. I decided then, I would not hestitate next time to do what my heart told me to do and simply go right then and get some things to share.
Makes one wonder what happens in the life of someone that puts them there under a highway on a cold night with only the company of a stray dog.

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