i just ran over a dog
tonight, my neighbor came home and we were talking about a friend of ours from high school. the two were supposed to meet for dinner when the mutual friend called my neighbor and said she was going to be about 10 minutes late b/c she hit a deer. apparently it wasn't that bad. just a cracked windshield and some fur stuck under the wipers.
but this sparked a conversation about hitting stuff with cars as sarah and i drove the new jeep to menards.
i even specifically remember saying, "i wanna get one of those big bumpers that cover the whole front of the jeep so if you hit a deer it doesn't damage any of the body."
and up until tonight, neither one of us had hit anything more than the occasional squirrel or possum. (and i was in a full-size truck when i hit that, so proportionally speaking, a squirrel is to a toyota camry as a possum is to a chevy work truck).
we were one block from my apartment when a rottweiler decided it would be a good idea to run as fast as he could from his porch to the house directly across from his.
he made it about half way.
i saw it out of the corner of my eye and slammed on my brakes. i locked up all 4 oversize tires but still felt that familiar bum-bump before i came to a complete rest.
for a second, i thought i had killed someone's pet. man just had one less best friend and it was all my fault.
but then i noticed the black and brown heap scamper off from under the jeep back into its own yard.
i pulled forward to turn around and was still flustered that i killed the jeep and it took a couple attempts to start it up again.
by this time, the owners were on the porch. i parked in front of their house and walked up to the front door not knowing what to say and i can't remember if i said, "DID YOU SEE THAT?!?" or maybe it was, "IS THAT YOUR DOG?" or possibly, "DID I JUST KILL YOUR DOG, MISTER?!?"
at any rate, it was his dog, he did not see it happen, but his wife must have heard the screeching tires and that familiar bum-bump. i asked if the dog was alright and he told me he was ok and just had a bloody nose. i tried to look around him to see the dog for myself, but all i saw was some little lap dog jumping around.
the guy then informed me that his dog needed to learn him a lesson and muttered, "dumb ass" as he went back inside.
i'm hoping he meant the dog...
and i'm really hoping that dog only had a bloody nose. i just don't know how something could get literally ran over and then literally run back home!
but this sparked a conversation about hitting stuff with cars as sarah and i drove the new jeep to menards.
i even specifically remember saying, "i wanna get one of those big bumpers that cover the whole front of the jeep so if you hit a deer it doesn't damage any of the body."
and up until tonight, neither one of us had hit anything more than the occasional squirrel or possum. (and i was in a full-size truck when i hit that, so proportionally speaking, a squirrel is to a toyota camry as a possum is to a chevy work truck).
we were one block from my apartment when a rottweiler decided it would be a good idea to run as fast as he could from his porch to the house directly across from his.
he made it about half way.
i saw it out of the corner of my eye and slammed on my brakes. i locked up all 4 oversize tires but still felt that familiar bum-bump before i came to a complete rest.
for a second, i thought i had killed someone's pet. man just had one less best friend and it was all my fault.
but then i noticed the black and brown heap scamper off from under the jeep back into its own yard.
i pulled forward to turn around and was still flustered that i killed the jeep and it took a couple attempts to start it up again.
by this time, the owners were on the porch. i parked in front of their house and walked up to the front door not knowing what to say and i can't remember if i said, "DID YOU SEE THAT?!?" or maybe it was, "IS THAT YOUR DOG?" or possibly, "DID I JUST KILL YOUR DOG, MISTER?!?"
at any rate, it was his dog, he did not see it happen, but his wife must have heard the screeching tires and that familiar bum-bump. i asked if the dog was alright and he told me he was ok and just had a bloody nose. i tried to look around him to see the dog for myself, but all i saw was some little lap dog jumping around.
the guy then informed me that his dog needed to learn him a lesson and muttered, "dumb ass" as he went back inside.
i'm hoping he meant the dog...
and i'm really hoping that dog only had a bloody nose. i just don't know how something could get literally ran over and then literally run back home!
That is crazy. Good thing rots have bones infused with titanium and a skull of concrete. Hope your jeep didn't mind the speed bump!
Posted by
JGanschow |
January 17, 2007 7:49 AM
I can't decide if I'm more worried about the dog being hurt or how freaked out Sarah must have been! Either way, what a horrible experience. :(
Posted by
Deaver |
January 18, 2007 11:50 PM