last weekend i was headed out to visit a photography exhibit i’ve been meaning to go see. as i was wiping the snow off the windshield of my car, i noticed a girl walking swiftly towards me. she approached me and asked if i had seen a black lab. i told her i had not, but would keep an eye out. she immediately burst into tears. she said her dog had been playing near the park and hit by a car. the dog ran off and the driver kept on going. i took the girls name and number and assured her i would call if i found him. as i pulled away, i started crying. i felt a huge pit in my stomach and knew i had to help. i had approximately an hour before i had to leave to get to work, so i was going to skip my #100daychallenge and spend that time looking for the dog. nearby, people appeared to be setting up for some sort of festival. i talked to some of the vendors and workers, letting them know to keep an eye out. it began to get too cold and knew i could cover more ground in my car. i approached everyone walking down the street with the same story. after a while something amazing happened. as i would go to speak to someone, they told me that they had heard about the dog and were looking for him as well. when i realized my time was running short, i texted the girl to get an update. she immediately texted me back saying she found him not more than a couple minutes before, that he was okay, and they were on their way to the vet. i breathed a sigh of relief and began on my way into work. as i turned the corner, i saw a huge sign that read, ‘ART INSIDE’ (pointing to a bank). i pulled over, walked in, and chatted briefly with a woman who had just moved back to the states from europe, excited to share her beloved polish pottery with others. it may not have been what i had planned for that day. but i had a feeling that since i unintentionally decided to care for someone else, the universe decided to take care of me.