Kai and his giraffe are doing fine. Me, I'm kinda traumatized.
The other day I took Kai to Kokohead District Park. Just to walk around in a different setting. We did it once before, and he enjoyed it.
I pulled into the parking lot. It was pretty quiet. Had choke empty stalls. Just as I was trying to decide on which stall to park in, I heard something (I can't remember the sound exactly). I looked outside of my window and Kai was there lying on the ground! He had fallen out the window!
I put my car in Park and ran out to him. He seemed scared and didn't run away. I grabbed his leash, opened the back door and led him back in. I checked the seatbelt tether that should've held him securely in his seat. It was broken. I inspected Kai for any injuries and kept asking him if he was okay.
After seeing that Kai looked fine, I finally pulled into a stall and sat there for a bit trying to collect myself. Kai pawed and scratched at his door. He wanted out.
We went for our walk, but I was pretty shaken. I couldn't understand what had happened. There was no way that he could've fit through the half-opened window. Apparently, I was wrong because he did fit through.
On the ride home with his window fully closed, I felt grateful that it didn't happen while we were on the road. I realized that me and Kai were very lucky and that I was taught this lesson in maybe the safest possible way. Thank God.
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