I’m working on a routine of running on spring mornings to build up my fitness. Having learned that photography requires more physical strength than I had imagined, I had resumed my morning running routine that I had continued during my basketball days. The morning air caresses me pleasantly as I continue my run. There are few cars on the road.
This morning time always calms me down. Strangers I have somehow seen passing by without recognizing me. But they are distant enough not to get involved in my life. It was enough time for me to just not have any bad feelings. It’s an important time that I didn’t understand in middle school.
A little further down the street, I notice a Shiba Inu walking along the side of a planted path in a carefree manner. It was a cute, fluffy Shiba Inu, but its owner was dragging its leash on the ground, so I could not see its owner at all. I wondered where the owner was, and I slowed down my legs so as not to provoke the dog.
“There’s a car driving by, so it’s dangerous to be alone. Ah~~ W-wait!”
I slowly approached the Shiba Inu with my back to the road, worried that a stranger approaching on such a narrow road might run away or go in a strange direction, but the Shiba Inu seemed to ignore my concern and looked across the road, and then moved quickly to run out onto the road. The moment I saw him move, I reflexively started to move. I had not expected him to move with such vigor.
I accelerated and approached at once as if I was bouncing powerfully.
Just as the Shiba Inu was about to run out onto the road, I jumped with my first spurt of the morning. The soles of my shoes hit the asphalt road hard.
I desperately reach out and grab the lead that the Shiba Inu had dragged. My back goes cold as I feel its fingers grip the leash.
As expected, it was too bad to wake up in the morning to see a living creature’s life in danger. However, the length of the leash gave Shiba Inu enough leeway to possibly face the road with cars passing by.
“Safe!”
“Wan!?” (Dog barking)
The Shiba Inu squealed under the influence of the lead being pulled a little too hard. If I let him loose at this point, he might run out onto the road. This was better than getting hit by a car.
I slowly pulled the Shiba Inu so that it would not loosen its leash, and I myself moved closer to the dog.
The Shiba Inu looks at me as if to express its dissatisfaction, and I finally succeed in holding it in my arms, saying, “All right, all right”. The Shiba Inu, which is now completely in my arms, makes a protesting noise, but after a few moments, it seems to realize that I have no intention of harming it and begins to look around quietly in my arms. I could feel its well-groomed fur against my skin.
I was relieved that one precious life was saved. I let out a sigh of relief that I didn’t have to wake up in the morning.
Ears twitching and moving this way and that. Is he looking for his owner?
“Where is your owner?”
As I was saying this, I could see a girl running across the crosswalk at a distance.
The Shiba Inu in my arms responds with a woof to the girl waving her hands wide and her voice saying
“Thank you for saving Kontarou!”
The girl with beautiful dyed blonde hair who came running toward us bowed widely, out of breath.
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