I saw you

Last Friday around 730 a.m. at Petron near Bulaong terminal while we gas up for our long drive bound to Kiamba, I saw a chow chow popping out its head outside the window car, what a cute dog I said and I remember Patchie then I was struck with a realization that I continued staring at the car---it was silver and horror dawned on me sighting the whole structure of the car, EXTRA-FAMILIAR until I set my eyes on the driver. 

As told though unsolicited, Patchie died but a new came forth named Pitchie.  Should I close my eyes always to miss this kind of encounters and reminders?