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15 March 2010 @ 11:53 am
Images you can't stop seeing  
 Last night on my way home from a friend's house, I witnessed an awful thing.  Ahead of me a large SUV and the large truck behind it were stopped in the road, and I was irritated as I came up on them and they stayed where they were.  It was clear they hadn't hit one another, and the way they were positioned made it seem as thought the front vehicle, the SUV, was just deciding whether or not they really wanted to turn off the road, and the truck was deciding whether or not to wait, or just go around them.  Shortly thereafter, the SUV did pull off to the side, and the truck did go around them, but only to pull off a few feet down.  As I was wondering what this was all about, movement in the yard beside them caught my eye.  

At first, it looked like two cats fighting, maybe.  It was dark, and hard to see clearly, and I think my brain was trying to make sense of what it was actually seeing.  Because a few seconds later, I realized it was a good sized dog, thrashing wildly on the ground because it had been hit by one of the vehicles.

It was an awful image of that poor animal in pain that has been burned into my mind.  :(  I cried.  I almost stopped, but there wasn't anymore room to pull over, and it was clear the people in the truck had stopped to aid the people in the SUV with whatever needed doing.  

But I still see that poor dog whenever I close my eyes.  Mark said when they're thrashing around like that, death is probably very imminent.  He meant it to be comforting, but all I can think of is how much pain it must have been in.  

I wish I hadn't seen it.  

I came home and hugged Zoey until she was like "Okay, crazy woman, let go of my neck!  Sheesh!"  

I feel very sorry for whoever the owners are.
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Queen of the Skiesqueenoftheskies on March 15th, 2010 07:13 pm (UTC)
I'm sorry you had to witness that.

I saw a cat hit by an SUV on a very busy street about 9 years ago. What made me stop was the fact that he was thrashing violently. He was trying to get up, but couldn't.

I stopped traffic and picked him up because I HAD to. I couldn't NOT do it.

A lady on a school bus stopped behind me gave me a towel to wrap him in and I passed him to my oldest son, sure he was going to die.

I found a vet and left him, figuring the worst. To my surprise, he lived. Lost a leg, had to have stitches other places, but he lived.

The vet ate 75% of the cost of services and I paid the rest to bring the cat home with me. He's a good boy. Sleeps with me every night.

But, I still see the scars around his face. He only has three legs (which doesn't seem to bother him), but never, ever will I forget what it was like to watch him thrashing on the ground.

I'm really sorry you had to witness that. ::HUGS::
"Connoisseurs of Difficulty"kistha on March 15th, 2010 07:15 pm (UTC)
Gods, that just sucks. Loves....
Patron Saint of Pessimism: Dogs: Solo poutingwoodrunner on March 15th, 2010 08:15 pm (UTC)

**HUGS**


I'm really sorry that you had to witness that. It's a horrible sight.

Although I never saw it happen, because Solo (at 6 months) and I had already walked well past, something Solo did made me turn around and look, and traffic had backed up several cars because a dog that had gotten loose from its leash had run into traffic and was hit by a truck that couldn't stop quick enough (the driver tried. She was so shaken up).

I ran all the way back to see if I could help. Still don't know what made me do it. Maybe it was all the people standing around and watching the dog and not doing anything.

What makes me so angry is how the owners didn't want to approach the dog. So it was a complete stranger (me) soothing a dog just lying there on the ground, quiet and calm, and in pain, and Solo crawling over the road to lie down in front of the other dog, touching him nose-to-nose like he was, I don't know, just being there. The whole time I'm yelling for the owners to get over here, because the dog's still alive, he's not bleeding, nothing looks broken, there's a vet TWO BLOCKS DOWN and three different people in their cars right there saying, "We'll take you there right now"...

And the owner just said, "Eh, it's just a dog. Let it die."

Broke my heart. A guy heard that, got pissed off, took off the dog's collar, threw it at the owner, went to his truck to get a blanket to take the dog to the vet...

But it was too late. Almost as if hearing the owner's tone of voice did it in for the dog.

That happened 10 years ago. I'm never going to forget it.

Sandy Williamssandy_williams on March 16th, 2010 08:17 am (UTC)
Oh, God. That's awful. I didn't even see it, but I'm semi-traumatized too.

:-(