As I was driving to work this morning, I saw this SUV parked on the side of the road, and a man talking on his cell phone while kneeling right next to a very large dog. I pulled over and walked toward him and looked at the dog. He had been run over. It was obvious he had suffered severe internal injuries, but was still alive and suffering terribly. It would be just a matter of time until he would die.
The man was very upset and close to tears, and told me he had run over the dog, and was trying to keep the on coming cars from running over him again.
Finally, he got a hold of somebody and was told that a constable was on his way to help, because this street is a type of highway with no sidewalk or room for a car to safely pull over if need be. There are tall cement borders on both sides of the highway.
I soothed the dog as much as I could, but as much as I hated to, I had to leave because I was already late for work. I don’t know what else happened, but I’m positive the dog didn’t make it.
What an angel this man was, because he could have just continued driving when he ran over the dog, but he didn’t. He placed himself in danger when he pulled over and ran to the dog, and guarded it from being run over again by other cars. Not too many people would do something like that. Both man and dog have been on my mind all day today.
This man was one in a couple of million. How I wish, under different circumstances, I would bump into him again someday, but I know it will never happen.