This morning on my way to work, I saw a car hit a dog and keep on driving. I swerved around the dog as the person behind me did and I drove on. I didn't stop because I saw that another car had pulled off to the side of the road to help the dog.
Almost immediately, I started to feel guilty, because I didn't stop. I kept seeing that poor little dog strugging in the road where it's hind legs no longer work anymore and realize that I should have stopped too. I don't know that I could have done anything to help but maybe I could have. Or maybe I could have been moral support for the other person that stopped instead of just being the person that swerved around the dog and drove on. I keep thinking that I am no better than the person that hit him.
If it had been a child, I would have stopped. If it had been a person, I would have stopped. So why wouldn't I stop when it was a dog? Because that dog was someone's baby. That dog was like a child to someone.
I hope the dog is ok. And I hope I can sleep tonight instead of wondering what kind of person I really am.
1:10 p.m. - September 15, 2004
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