Mans best freind

my dog got hit by a car on Friday.
my dad and i were on the other side of the road helping this guy who had broken down across the street, my mom was leaving to go to kickboxing and the Dog was outside.

he was kinda old and his hearing was starting to go and i even thought , "i should put him inside" but then i thought no, hes crossed the road before without getting hit and went back to pushing the car. then about 4 seconds later i look up and BAM with a sound like a freakin gunshot, i see the dog I've had for 11 years go flying down the road.

he was dead when i got to him, so i assume he didn't feel any pain.

it makes you realize how much life can change in an instant.

i had been having a terrible day at the end of a terrible week, my parents were busy and my brother antagonistic. but kane just barked his hello when i shuffled in through the door and came up wagging his tail like he was still a puppy. i wish i hadn't brushed him off, hoping he would go away.

he was the one that loved me no matter what i did. he would love me when i came home from basketball and drama and cried in my room until my parents had gone to bed, he would sit by my bed and push his head against my hand until i petted him, perhaps after so long he had figured out that if he stayed there i didn't cry as long. he even loved me when i had yelled at him cause john was being a jerk.

his favorite game of all was where he would grab a stick in his mouth, and then i would chase him trying to get it from him. when i got it we would wrestle for it for a minute then it would start all over again.

i know its not her fault. but i hope the girl in who hit him has to get a new car. she took a family member from us, and she didn't even have the guts to stick around.