Hit and Run

Yesterday afternoon my youngest came running into the kitchen crying his eyes out. The neighbors dog had just been run over. The driver sped off as we were coming outside. I could only tell you the color, light blue, and that it had four doors and looked like it was a family car. But beyond that, I couldn’t identify it if it was parked in my driveway.

My son wanted to run to the street but I scooped him up and we went to the neighbors just as she was opening her door.

She had heard the commotion and was checking to see what happened. I explained what had just taken place and she turned pale as a sheet and started bawling her eyes out. Her daughter was also their and tried to console her mother and understand what had taken place. After a minute she and I agreed to go out and scoop up their dog. I handed my son to Helen and the two of them continued to cry while we went and collected Anthony or Tony as he was known. He was an adorable little Jack Russel and just about the sweetest dog you ever met. He and my children played together on many occasions.

I am just so furious, we live on a pretty busy street, since it connects two heavily used roads. People will use our street as a shortcut. That is why I don’t let our kids ride bike on it. And we keep our dog in the back. It is just too much of a risk.

And now Tony, bless his little heart, is gone.

I wish they really would ban phones use in cars. But that isn’t likely to happen anytime soon.

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