PeRpLExiTY's blog: "What is happening to society??"

Late tuesday afternoon, my two year old pug was ran over by a car while walking between our house and my father in laws property. My children, daughter 7 and son almost 2 and myself, were standing not 10 feet from the accident and saw everything happen. The piece of shit that hit him never slowed nor bothered to stop until he had hit my dog with BOTH front and back tires. He stopped shortly after hitting my dog, opened his door, and said.."Oh sorry, I didn't think he would run in front of me." He then closed his door and drove away.

Now mind you, I am pregnant, had a HYSTERICAL 7 year old and a HYSTERICAL 2 year old, and an animal at my feet that was severly injured. I thought it was human nature to see a situation like that and offer to help in some way, in ANY way, but the bastard just drove off to his house. All I could do was to ask my extremely upset daughter to go to the house and get thier dad to help me. I had to pick up my dog, whom I had no idea how badly he was injured, and my crying son and carry them the 50 yards back to my house so I could call for help.

Luckily we found a vet who is absolutely amazing. She came to the clinic after hours, and took Cracker home with her for the evening because she lives on a different island and did not want him alone. She called me twice that evening to assure me he was resting but to also let me know that it was touch and go until she was able to examine him and xray him the next morning.

My daughter slept very little that night, waking in terror that her dog was going to die. Still nothing more from the man who hit him. I went to his house the next morning because I was overwhelmed with other more important tasks the night before, to be met by him and his wife. They basically showed zero remorse and said that it was MY fault my dog was in the road, even though he had ample time to slow and stop his vehicle so I could secure my children and get my dog under control. I have never actually had homicidal thought before, but I have to admit had I been armed, I may been in jail right now.

Thankfully Cracker will be home today. He has no broken bones and the vet was able to pop his hip back into place without surgery. We are very lucky and very thankful for that, but I am now fairly certain that people in this world suck. I may be naive, but I truly thought everyone had atleast SOME good inside.