My husband and I were taking care of Lizzy, our daughter Debra's pet dog, on April 17 while Debra was in hospital. We received a message from our son-in- law, Joe, that Debra was about to give birth. Tom and I sprang from our chairs suddenly. It's a tradition in our family to wait at the hospital of a birth. This would be Debra and Joe's first child,
"You take Lizzy out before we leave, and I'll be waiting for you in the car!" I told Tom. I started the car and waited impatiently. I saw my husband walk out of the front door but at that moment Lizzy shot out and ran down the street at a great speed,
My husband ran after the dog and I followed in my car. "Lizzy! Lizzy!" We shouted as fear filled my heart, we ran after her down our Bellwood Street, "She's running on Wireless Road!" We both cried with fear. Lizzy ran up and down in the busy street. My husband kept running after her, out of breath, I shouted to my husband, "Tom, be careful when you cross the street!"
Within minutes, traffic was actually stopped on Wireless Road. Several good people got out of their cars to help us to get the dog back. Soon, she ran into a safer area and back to our street, with the help of six strangers, we caught her within a few minutes, everyone cheered, and we thanked the helpers again and again.
With Lizzy safely back inside, we drove straight to the hospital at once and were able to see our daughter in the delivery room（产房). My husband and I were forever thankful to the strangers who might have saved Lizzy's life and who enabled us to be there at the beginning of a precious new one.
