Awww 
I lost a dog when I was kid to a vehicle. Our dog liked to get out and would run around if he got loose. It became a game to run after him a catch him. But he never left our yard, until that day. He ran across the street, and we got worried, but he stopped on the other side. A car went past, and we started calling him back. We saw a moped coming down the road and tried to get him to stay there, but he started walking across the road at just the wrong time. Me and my 3 siblings watched him get run over right in front of us. My parents came out cuz of all the yelling, my dad scooped him and took him to the vet, where he died. It was a bad day at our house.
The two guys who were on the moped got tossed when they hit our dog. It wasn’t really their fault, they had slowed down a little, but sped back up when they thought the dog was going to stay where he was. They came to the house and apologized, I could see they were a little banged up. We were upset, but we kinda knew it wasn’t really their fault.