Good Morning! (aka. Dog hit by car)

I’m going to write this in two parts, because it’s upsetting and still going on.

I have determined that there is almost nothing worse than animals in pain. You cannot tell them it will be ok, you cannot explain to them what it happening, you can only pet them and cry and say comforting things that are really only to soothe yourself.

This morning I woke up to a very loud banging. I was asleep and I didn’t know where it was coming from. I stumbled out of bed, half dressed tripping over various objects to try and find the banging. It was coming from my back door, the one to the yard not the garage. There was Donna, banging and screaming. “Gus has been hit by a car we need to get to the vet.”

Now, I was half asleep, however it is amazing how quickly “your dog has been hit by a car,” wakes you up. Order of operations went; pants, cell phone, sweatshirt, keys, blanket, towel. I am surprised that any of these things happened.

As I stepped in to the garage Gus was waging his tail looking at me. Oh, so it’s not that bad I thought. Then I saw the blood gushing from his mouth, the skin ripped off his leg and he limped forward.

Then from years of watching terrible medical TV shows I determined; tongue blood, not lung blood (dripping not oozing or gushing, pinkish red not dark dark red). Walking so hips not broken, maybe leg, but not hip. Tail wagging so…tail is fine.

Donna was talking, yelling, I wasn’t really listening. I ran to my car and started frantically throwing things from the trunk into the back seat. Book, book, soda, sweatshirt, graduation cap (I really need to clean out my car), case of beer (well I won’t throw this I’ll walk this to the back seat). Ok, empty trunk. Blanket down.

Donna and I rolled Gus on to the towel and carried him (my 90 pound dog) and placed him in the trunk. Donna went in her car, I got in my car.

Once the door was closed I lost my mind, I had blood on my hands and shirt, I was freaking out. However, I have the amazing ability to drive incredibly fast and well without paying much attention. This sounds dangerous I know, but I am a really fantastic driver in high stress situations. So not only did I remember how to get to the vet I did it in about .5 seconds.

Here is a helpful tip is you find yourself in need of immediate assistance at the vet; run in, covered in blood (that’s very important), be crying hysterically, and yell that your dog has been hit by a car. It is really amazing how fast people can move.

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