Feeling a bit.....heartsick today.
On the way to work, we were experiencing some traffic in a spot there usually isn't any. My wife typically looks to see what the issue is while I keep my eyes on the road (safety first). So she spots the issue and its a little dog running along the street and she says, "its a little doggy". I glance over and see him. He's on the sidewalk on the other side of a 6 lane street with a divider running down the middle and he's heading in the same direction as we are. So I say, "he looks ok, as long as he stays on the sidewalk he'll make it to the next corner and head into the neighborhood...he'll be ok"...that's when we pulled almost exactly even with him and he ran into the street and was hit by at least two cars that I saw. I slowed and looked in my rear view mirror to see if he was ok but I saw him in the gutter, not moving.
I've spent the whole morning re-seeing the last moments of this scared little dog go through my mind. Its not something I ever want to see again. I'm only glad my wife didn't see it. She would be inconsolable.
Those of you with dogs (or really any kind of pet), hug them extra hard tonight....I know I am.