On Thursday night, my sister and I were coming home from Wal-Mart. I like to take the backroads through the desert areas because there isn't any traffic. There was a car a good distance in front of me that suddenly stopped in the road. I don't want to go into too much detail, but the driver of the other car had hit a small dog and kicked it out of the road and sped off. My sister and I got out to see if we could help, but the pup died quickly. There was no tag, so I couldn't call the owners to tell them what had happened, and it was almost 11pm, there was no one outside. I felt so helpless, I have never seen anything die before. I've run over mice on the backroads (which makes me cringe), but I can't imagine hitting a dog and leaving it there to die like that. I went home and held Bulma. All I could think about while I was trying to fall asleep was what had happened. I told my husband that whenever she goes outside, she has to wear a collar and the gate has to be locked. I know that sounds paranoid, but I have to protect my girl. Hug your furbabies tight and keep them safe.