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So..... Hobie almost got hit by a car last night. I'm still sick over it and cannot quit replaying the events in my head. I feel like the worst mother in the world.
Hobie started squatting on the carpet in the family room, so as usual I quickly picked her up, said "Outside Hobie" and placed her in the back yard to prevent an accident.
She peed.
Then took off for the front yard, which she's never done before.
Down the driveway and into the street. Running full speed down the MIDDLE OF THE ROAD, in the dark. I took off after her, trying to remain calm, calling her and trying to coax her toward the side of the road. I knew it was only a matter of time before cars would come. We live on a cut-through type road, and almost no one obeys the 25 mph speed limit.
Sure enough, two cars came in opposite directions and Hobie ran across the road right between them. I tried to stop them, jumping in the street, arms flailing. Common sense obviously out the window at this point.
Never in my adult life have I screamed so loud. My husband heard me scream and ran out to see the cars slamming their brakes and me standing in the middle of the road. As it was happening I was praying that she would escape with broken bones and nothing worse. All I could do was watch. As one of the cars was almost on top of her, I felt myself saying goodbye to her, there was no way she was escaping tragedy.
The woman in the car missed Hobie by less than 5 inches. She didn't even see her, it was so dark and I know she was speeding. She rolled down her window and asked what happened. She had slammed on her brakes so hard that her own dog in the car with her hit it's head on the dashboard.
Never again will I let Hobie out without a leash. I don't care if she pees a spot the size of Texas on the carpet. The leash goes on first. The invisible fence cannot come soon enough. It may not wait until spring. And we're starting obedience school tomorrow morning. :'(
Hobie started squatting on the carpet in the family room, so as usual I quickly picked her up, said "Outside Hobie" and placed her in the back yard to prevent an accident.
She peed.
Then took off for the front yard, which she's never done before.
Down the driveway and into the street. Running full speed down the MIDDLE OF THE ROAD, in the dark. I took off after her, trying to remain calm, calling her and trying to coax her toward the side of the road. I knew it was only a matter of time before cars would come. We live on a cut-through type road, and almost no one obeys the 25 mph speed limit.
Sure enough, two cars came in opposite directions and Hobie ran across the road right between them. I tried to stop them, jumping in the street, arms flailing. Common sense obviously out the window at this point.
Never in my adult life have I screamed so loud. My husband heard me scream and ran out to see the cars slamming their brakes and me standing in the middle of the road. As it was happening I was praying that she would escape with broken bones and nothing worse. All I could do was watch. As one of the cars was almost on top of her, I felt myself saying goodbye to her, there was no way she was escaping tragedy.
The woman in the car missed Hobie by less than 5 inches. She didn't even see her, it was so dark and I know she was speeding. She rolled down her window and asked what happened. She had slammed on her brakes so hard that her own dog in the car with her hit it's head on the dashboard.
Never again will I let Hobie out without a leash. I don't care if she pees a spot the size of Texas on the carpet. The leash goes on first. The invisible fence cannot come soon enough. It may not wait until spring. And we're starting obedience school tomorrow morning. :'(
