As I was driving my car the other day, I saw a medium size dog dash towards some railroad tracks and get hit by a train. I pulled over, parked my car, and then started running towards the dog. When I got to him, I found that the train had sliced him in half, towards the rear part of his stomach.
The dreadfulness of it all was that the little dog was still alive. What was left of his body where the wheel had run over him was completely sealed together. There was no blood gushing out of his horrible wound. It was like when you seal a plastic baggy together. The little dog was terrified and agonizing. The minutes dragged on and on, and he just wouldn't die.
He kept looking at me and I started crying and gasping for air and came close to passing out.
I could see the anguish and terror in his eyes, as he looked at me. The minutes continued to pass, and STILL, he wouldn't die!
I finally took control of myself, and started running all over the place, looking for a big rock or whatever I could find.
Finally I found a big enough rock and ran towards the dog. I got down on my knees and I started beating, as hard as I could, on his little head. I kept on and on and on, until I didn't have the strength in my body, to hit him again. I looked at him, and he was dead.
I keep seeing his little eyes and I will never be able to forget. I'm overwhelmed and in so much pain, and must somehow block this incident from my mind forever!
Please tell me, what would you have done had you been in my place?
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BTW ten years ago I was run over by an 18wheeler,,right down the middle, nearly died, but they sewed me back together!!! I did go two years before I walked again. I can relate to what the little guy was going through....when the truck stopped he was on top of me....wheels right on my pelvis...and I thought I was dead. hummm now that I think about i am glad some didn't finish me off...but then again I was not cut in half...damm it I am rambling...
You are a saint in my eyes
Thank you. I appreciate you're thoughts on the subject!
I would have cried a lot. but I think you did the right thing. The poor little thing. (I have tears in my eyes reading this :( )
It was a terrible experience for both of us!
I thought my experience was harsh
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I hope you take comfort in the fact that he was probably just terrified and confused, but not in pain. An injury like that pretty much pushes the victim into shock and one does not feel the pain.
I am sorry you had to go through it. Killing is hard business, even when it is for mercy.
Hugs my friend!
Bottom line is beyond a shadow of a doubt you did the right thing. Nobody wanted that puppy to die but you helped it's last moments by ending it's sufferring. Please don't second guess yourself for another moment.
I'll be posting a more detailed post and a drawing of exactly where the dog was severed.
Thank you my friend!
something similar to what you did, but that does take
courage and a collected mind.
You know the puppy had to see the love in your eyes.
Maybe knowing that will help.
"Hugs"
Thank you for your very kind words, they have helped my heart very much!
Thank you my friend!
I would have picked him up, put him in my car and drove to the nearest vet.
Thank you my friend.
you really did to the right thing...by moving him around or whatever he would have most likely died anyways and maybe have been in more pain.
just know that the dog is hopefully out of pain now.
i commend you for being strong. *big hug for you*
Thats a good question. I am not saying what you did was wrong. Not at all! Very grisley. But, very well intended. I think i would have held his mouth and nose together and suffocated him. Either way i think the dog might have been shock if dogs can go into shock. Or if i had some kind of narcotic given it an overdose so that it would have gone to sleep. Take solace in the fact that you ended the horrible suffering that poor dog had to endure.
Thank you my friend.
When my then-wife and I were visiting her family in Chicago during Thanksgiving (10 years ago?), we witnessed a stray dog get hit by a car. The car drove off, and when we crossed to where the accident had occurred, we saw the dog lying on the side of the road. My wife said it was still alive, but I saw no movement. I was set to simply call animal control to pick up the carcass, when I heard the most pitiful, painful wail I have -ever- heard. The memory of it still breaks my heart. We ended up staying with the poor thing until a vet center/animal rescue could be called, which happened to be very close by. Another stranger loaned his vehicle, I covered the dog in my coat, lifted him into the car, and we took it to the center half a block down the road. The vet on duty took one look at the dog and said he needed to be put down, pointed out signs of hemmorrhaging vessels in his jaw. The euthanasia when applied put him down so fast during one of his wails that I was very certain he didn't feel a thing as he left.
Yeah, you definitely had the harder time of it; I wish you could have had the benefit we had of having a vet on duty nearby.
Hugs and much love, my friend!
Thank you my friend!
The poor animal. Warm and gentle hugs and a soft kiss.
Thank you so much!
Love always,
Mickey
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