Yesterday I witnessed a man running over a puppy, and then taking off! I was out on my bike when it happened. Luckily, it was at the end of my ride, and I was already heading up my driveway. I did what any decent human being would do: I threw down my bike, jumped in my car and went to rescue the puppy! At first, I thought the dogs belonged to the walker that was present when it happened, but they did not. He was just a gentleman enjoying the nice weather who happened to be there when the incident occurred. He was kind enough to help me get both dogs in my car. And off to the vet we went.
I have two reasons to be very happy the incident occurred the way it did. Firstly, I am happy that I was outside when it happened, because had I been in my house, I would not have heard the puppy’s cry when it was runover. Secondly, I am happy I was too far away to see the driver and because I did not anticipate him taking off, I did not think of taking a photo of his car. I know it was a man, since the walking gentleman told me. If I was closer to the incident, I probably would have pulled the driver through his window and really gave him a piece of my mind… or rather fist. Ugh, see that is why my husband wants to send me for anger management.
Reality is: he stopped, spoke to the walking gentleman and took off. He knew he hit the puppy and that it was alive, crying at the side of the road… yet he took off. What type of human being does that? I strongly believe if you cannot treat animals with love, kindness and compassion, then you most certainly cannot treat humans with love, kindness and compassion. It is just my view of course.
Domestic animals rely on us to take care of them. They give us pleasure, love and companionship. They listen when we speak, they cuddle with us when we are sad, and they always wag their tails in the morning…. Ok, it might be because they know you are going to feed them, but still, they wag! And they never stop loving us, until the day they leave this world. Animals make this world tolerable and livable. I cannot imagine my world without my furry pets. Having no big black cat wake me up in the morning, because he is always hungry, or my little miniature Schnauzer watching TV with me when no one else will, or my ginger cat waking me up so that I would lift up the duvet for him to crawl under, or my Aussie/Collie mixed breed with her beautiful tail begging me to give her a piece of cheese in the mornings when I make school sandwiches. My world would be quite empty and dull without my 5 pets. Well, actually, I have 6 pets. I also have a horse called Sir Nugget. But no, he does not live in the house with me. If I had my way, he would have lived in the basement, but we can talk about that some other time.
Pets make my world go round and round. Humans tend to disappoint and hurt. They stop loving when they don’t get their way, and even break off friendships. I have never had a pet do that to me.
The short end of the story? The dogs should not have been out on the street I know. But as a pet owner I know escapes happens and as long as we own pets, pets will escape. The driver did not obey the 25 mile zone, I know because I heard the car speeding by seconds before the puppy’s cries. The driver should have taken the dogs to the vet, or at least the injured one. The vet’s office is literally about a mile from my house. It took 15 minutes of my time to pick the dogs up, take them to the vet and explain what happened. Yes, my day did not turn out the way I had planned it to, but could I live with myself if I did not take the puppy to the vet? No. I had to take him. As for the driver of the car: As I drove to and from the vet office, I scanned the neighborhood for the car. Even the driver of the car has something to be happy and grateful for: He should thank his lucky star I did not find him. It might have put him in hospital and me in jail.