I was walking east to try to memorize all the streets from my house to Cottage Grove, when I saw this filthy little puppy. I tried to ignore it because it looked scared already, so as I walked past I didn’t make eye contact.
When I came near it, it walked right into traffic. Time slowed to a standstill as I watched a green minivan crush the little puppy 5 feet in front of me. The puppy was thrown forward head over heals and had obviously broken it’s back, but was still trying to crawl away with it’s front paws.
If I would’ve had the CZ 75 pistol I plan to buy, I would’ve euthanized the poor dog on the spot. I am pretty disturbed and upset about it right now.
What happened after it tried to crawl away? Did anyone call those people that should be called at times like this? Im sorry I dont know the name, but there is another thread around this place that says there is someone to call when this happens.
Imagine how that poor puppy lived the last couple hours of its life… thats so sad. I hope it wasnt a lost pet belong to someone.
That sucks, especially since there most likely wasn’t anything you could have done about it. If you’d tried to grab him, he probably would have run out there faster…
I saw something like this a couple of years ago, and it still haunts me. My parents were up for the weekend and we were driving down the freeway when we saw a motorhome pulled over with mechanical problems or something. Just as we approached them, the door opened and out darted a small dog–right into traffic. It was almost a slow-motion thing: the dog’s people were trying to grab it as it shot out the door, but they weren’t fast enough. They watched (as did we) as the little dog ran out into the freeway traffic and was almost immediately hit.
We kept going; there really wasn’t anything we could have done. To this day, though, I still feel for that poor family, watching what was probably a beloved pet get killed before their eyes. As a pet owner myself (three cats) the thought of any of my furballs getting loose and getting hit is the stuff of nightmares.
The important lesson learned here is to use a bullet gun like the CZ 75 and not a buckshot gun when finishing off a puppy. Otherwise some people might get their teeth chipped off when eating at the local Vietnamese the day after.
Here is another similar story with a happier ending. We were walking along a busy street in my home town. Across the street, right next to the busiest traffic light in town, a family with three small children was walking a small dog, on a leash held by one of the kids. The child let go of the leash and the dog dashed into the street. I had the same slow motion feeling. The little dog dashed around playfully from one side of the street to the other, just missing getting squashed by at least three cars (luckily, everyone was going slow because the light was red - so they were either just pulling up to the light or had just turned right from the other direction.) The family got traffic stopped on their side of the street and I ran into the street to prevent the oncoming traffic from advancing. (the speed limit is 25 there anyway and I was much easier to see than the sprinting escape artist, so I wasn’t too worried about getting hit myself). The whole time the three girls were screaming. They did capture the dog again pretty quickly after that, but boy was it scary!
I bet they never let that girl hold the leash again.
I can understand why you feel this way. However, I live on the south side of Chicago, and any help would’ve arrived long after the dog was dead…unless they have markedly better response time than the police.
There was nothing to be done for the dog (short of shooting it), who I’m sure died within minutes after the incident. If I thought the dog had a chance I definately would’ve called someone.
And would have run the risk of being arrested for discharging a firearm within city limits and probably some other charges.
Next time (god forbid) call the police and stick around to comfort the animal. Mr. Kitty and I had an incident like this, where a cat was hit in front of our house. Poor thing managed to crawl into our yard, and despite the fact that we were well capable of dispatching it we called the police and had them come by. Meantime we get a towel and sat by the cat, petting and talking to it. I walked away just as the officer was pulling out his gun.
Not knowing what to do is not an excuse for leaving a creature in need. The dog may have died immediately, or like our situation (where the cat also clearly had a broken back) it may have lasted for a while, scared and in pain.
