I needed to pick up laundry detergent, and I ended up hitting and running over a dog. I feel like the worst person ever. It's a fairly busy street and poorly lit, and the next thing I know there is a creature running in the light of my car beams. It was too late to do anything, so I hit it full impact. When I realized that it was a dog, I lost it. Luckily my brother was with me, and he told me exactly what to do, put on my hazard lights and pull over. But, I could not bring myself to go look at the dog. I stood in my car while my brother went to check things out. He also called my FI.
FI came to be with me. And finally the owners came looking for the dog. They had been drinking in their unfenced back yard, while dog was running loose and the street is right behind their yard. When the guy realized it was his dog that was he got very verbal and aggressive. So my brother called the police just to keep things civil. I couldn't go home without apologizing to the owners. The wife of the owner was very understanding and told me it wasn't my fault, that it could have been anyone. Last I heard the dog is still alive and still breathing, I could see her paws as they loaded her in to the car. Being a dog owner, I feel absolutely awful. I can't sleep, but need to rest since we are going to an out of town wedding tomorrow. My mom thinks we should just cancel on the wedding. Anyway, I have a feeling I will be up for a while.
Please hug your fur babies tonight.