DH and I. We killed a dog.
Im still in shock. We went to dinner with my parents, we drove. We were driving home from the restaraunt .... its a busy road, the main road of town.... lots of traffic tonight. DH driving and Im in the passenger seat... my parents in the back. The road has one lane each way with a middle lane for turning.
I see this dog run across the other side into the middle and running into ours. It all happened so fast. I guess in the split second as my mouth dropped open I was thinking it may stop in the middle lane but just as well knowing if it didnt we were going to hit it. It almost got hit by the car going in the other direction and I thought it might stop in the middle lane. We had a car right in front of us and a ditch on the side... well
It didnt stop. I saw it coming. I realized okay were going to hit this dog! And then ... yes. We hit it. Rolled over it with the front left tire, then the back left tire.
I immediately started bawling and DH pulls over to the side of the road. He gets out and runs back to the dog whos in the middle of the highway. My dad gets out and does the same. My mom is screaming at me... WHY ARE YOU CRYING?? WHAT HAPPENED??? They couldnt see... and again, this all happened within seconds, Im just reiterating my brain at the time. She or my dad didnt see any of it. They felt the bumps but the said they mostly felt DH slam on the brakes and were more thinking we were getting into a wreck.
DH comes back.. there is some discussion (again only seconds) Ill spare you the details...
He is looking back at the dog telling me his going to back up and get it and take it to the hospital... and with sparing you, its not dead yet... then in the middle of the sentence says "F***!!!" Enter a billion more curse words here... and jumps in the car and keeps going.
So... I find out that the dog was still in the middle of the road but as he was looking at it another car came and ran over it again... going very fast... apparently sending it all the way to our car. Again... Ill spare the details of what DH told me he saw. But it died at that point.
When he went back the first time he petted it, said it had a collar.
We were stuck. I mean.... what were we to do?? It almost got hit by the cars in the other direction and that would have been bad enough to witness!
Bailey was at my parents... we stayed there a while after... when we were ready to leave we got her back in the car and left. When we got home she got out the car and ran straight to the front where we hit the dog and smelled for a LONG time, the hair raising on her back. She has not settled in a while. I wish she never wouldve smelled it. She keeps looking around the house growling.
Maybe the dogs spirit is here... I dunno. I told the dog how sorry I am, that I love him/her... that he is welcome in our bed, to find Kayla at the Bridge. That Im so so sorry.
Im traumatized right now. I wish I could have waited until I calmed down after a few days to tell ya'll... but I couldnt. I needed to let it out to someone who would get what Im going through. I cant stop crying. Im so sorry. My dad keeps saying that swerving or something to save it would have likely killed us... we were going about 55 I guess... and Im sure that wouldve been worse... but I just cant get that vision out of my head. Im so sorry. Run free pretty doggy.
If his spirit does stay here, hes welcome. I cant even explain all thats going through my head right now. Why us??? Why OUR car???? ............. Im so sorry .