If you've been reading my blog at all or follow me on Instagram you would know I have three dogs and they are my world. They are my furry children and I would seriously do ANYTHING for those adorable fur balls. You would also know that not only do I adore my dogs but I LOVE ALL DOGS. I worked at an animal shelter, I still volunteer at one every week. I became a dog trainer, and I plan on going to vet tech school in the fall. I just freaking love dogs.
Last night while on our way to Petsmart we hit a Husky with our SUV that had got away from it's owners and was running freely about on a VERY busy road not far from our house.
We had just taken a turn from a stop light and were going down a rather steep hill. It was dark. Very dark and the dog appeared out of no where. It was running across the road and there was NO WAY we could have stopped in time or swerved out of the way. Growing up in MN I've hit two deer at once, a pheasant, and a raccoon. I CRIED like a baby after hitting those animals.
I vividly remember what happened last night. My husband was driving, we were talking about our upcoming move to Florida, I look in front and all of a sudden see this beautiful black and white Husky, blue eyes, and panting tongue look up at us then less than a second later bang we hit him and run him over. My husband pulled over immediately. I start balling my eyes out. We are both in shock. I ask him to go back and see it if has a collar so we can call the owners. I couldn't do it. There was no way I could go back there and touch a dog we just killed. He gets out to go look and the owners come running up. Turns out they were chasing the dog the whole time trying to catch it and they saw the whole thing! I got out of the car and looked back. My husband apologized over and over again and they assured us it wasn't our fault because he had literally just bolted into the road. Another woman pulled over and before we could offer to bring the dog to the vet, she did. The owner picked up the dog and while he was still alive, he was completely limp and not moving. Just barely breathing and blinking. They loaded him up fast and took him to the emergency vet.
We didn't have time to get any info to see how he was or if there was nothing else we could do.
I am completely heartbroken. We most likely killed this poor dog and I seriously think it's going to haunt me forever. I cannot imagine seeing my dog getting hit by a car like that. My heart aches for them and I hope by some miracle that he pulls through it. My husband feels so guilty and so do I. If only we left the house a few minutes before or after. So many if onlys.
I just feel terrible. Even if there was nothing we could have done. =[