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Monday, January 17
I'm A Very Sad Guy
On the way home from dinner in Old Sacramento tonight, a cat ran out in front of our car and I hit it - twice. That was horrible enough, but I will never forget looking in the side view mirror to see it writhing around, the reflection of my brakelights in its eyes. I couldn't bring myself to go back and make sure it was dead, I just sat and felt helpless before resigning to myself that nothing could be done and proceeding home...
It happened in a fairly deserted area, so I'm praying that there isn't a family out looking for their kitty as I write this. I get sick every time I think about it - cats are the only pet I've ever had, and I would be devastated if something like this had happened to Tiger. If Bailey or Matisse are reading this - stay out of the damn road!
It was a sad ending to an otherwise great weekend - more on that in the AM.
posted by Brad at 1/17/2005 01:09:00 AM | permalink |
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Oh, Brad....I'm sorry. I've only ever hit one animal and it was a chipmunk. It just gave me a sick feeling in the pit of my stomach. No fun!
Can't wait to read about the good parts of your weekend.
By Unknown, at 1/17/2005 8:36 AM
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In HS, I hit a rabbit. As I was the driver, I got to decide, contrary to my friends' pleading, that we were not stopping to save it. I'm with you, when there's nothing you can do, there's nothing you can do.
By Laura, at 1/17/2005 10:10 AM
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Laura, I too, hit a rabbit in HS. After hearing its head clunk underneath my truck, I saw it wiggling helplessly in the middle of the street. My friend forced me to turn around and drive over its head to put it out of its misery. It's never a fun ordeal.
Vogts
By , at 1/17/2005 8:08 PM
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Wow... that's amazing. The SAME thing happened to me tonight on my way home from work. Except that it wasn't a cat and I missed it.
While it is really too bad that these things happen, I'm sure the cat is better off that you did not pretend to be a veteraparamedic.
By Nick, at 1/17/2005 11:35 PM
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