I have terrible news for our family to pass along, and if you're a pet lover, you will understand. About 15 minutes before I was suppose to have arrived at my mom's Sunday morning, I called her to let her know that I was running late and was just about to leave home. It takes about 70 minutes to get to her place. She said that was okay and don't rush. She was still getting ready herself. When I arrived, she was standing up between the couch and coffee table, visably shaken up with red eyes. I looked over at her husband, who was sitting in a chair, and he was just staring at the floor, sniffling. Something was certainly not right. My thoughts were that maybe they had just had a fight or something.
I asked if she was okay, and she said "I just lost Sidney", her Bichon Frise. So I'm thinking "Well why aren't you outside looking for him?" Outloud, I asked "What do you mean? You lost him?" Well that's what didn't feel right as soon as I walked in. He wasn't there barking at me with his tale wagging a hundred miles an hour.
"He got ran over by a car" was her response. Since she was still waiting for me, she went to the credit union to get some cash from the ATM, so Sidney went with her. She had put on his collar before leaving the house and put his leash in the car with her purse. When she got to the credit union building, she parked and got out of the car. She turned around before closing the door to make sure she didn't close it on him, but he wasn't there. Apparently he saw two young girls in the parking lot, so he darted out of the car to make new friends, unknowing to her. She kept calling for him, walked around the car, but couldn't find him. Then she looked up and saw the two girls staring at the street. This is the part that is still unclear to me, but for some reason he darted across the street. A car hit him, breaking his neck. She said "All I saw as a white puff laying in the road". After being stunned, she asked the girls if he was dead, and one tearfully said "I think so". Mom ran into the street, and she said she saw his head slightly move. She picked him up, and his eyes were fixed on her, so she closed them, just as a nurse (and she is one) would do. About two minutes later, he became lifeless. If there can be any good, we're so thankful that his death was nearly instant, but we believe he had no pain.
We're just so devasted. I feel so horrible for her, and even as I type this I am crying. He was her true companion, and she relied on Sidney for love and affection because she doesn't get it from her husband. She's also afraid her husband is going to blame her because Sidney was in her care when it happened. Of course she never expected him to dart out of the car, so it's not her fault. My grandmother and I have been talking about it, and everything about the story is just not usual behavior for Sidney to run so far away from his mommy. Although some have already said "No, Kimberly", I feel guilty. If I had been at her place on time, she wouldn't have had time to go the ATM with Sidney, and it never would have happened. It's just not easy to stay away from the "what ifs".
Please send good thoughts in the wind for my mom....she needs them. Thank you!
Well, I have pages and pages of posts to catch up on...
Have a good one.