Have You Ever Run Over A Dog?

Hit a black lab on a country road at midnight once. Saw him right as the front bumper clipped him. Stopped and went to get out but he was up and running and yelpping back across the field he came from. Can safely say I don't think he was hurt to bad. Don't understand why people let their dogs run loose at night, esp. in the dark if they are dark too. There are no street lights on back roads in the country. PAM

Yep. I was 16 and it was dark and the dumb thing jumped in front of me and I felt the bumb bumb and thought "OHNO!" So I backed up (around the dog) and shone my lights on it and it was just laying there and I don't handle dead things well and was thinking "what do I do?!?!?!?!" When I walked over I had left my door open. When I was standing OVER the dog it hops up and runs in my car!! Silly thing. I felt relieved but then had to deal with getting it OUT of my car. Fun times fun times.

Never have, thankfully. How about you OldYellersGhost?

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My aunt once hit a bobcat while they were out in the boonies camping. It was lying there dead, but not mangled. They were into the taxidermy thing, so they decided to take it home to get stuffed. They wrapped it up, put it in a cupboard in their van and went on their way.

A while later their dog was going nuts in the van. They could hear that bobcat in the cupboard carrying on. It was not dead, but apparently had been knocked out. They restrained the dog, opened the door and the darn thing wouldn't come out. It took them a long time of banging on the outside of the van, etc to get it to come out of there. They were ready to shoot it if it appeared injured when it took off. They said it flew out of there and looked just fine.

Anyone ever hear that 911 recording of the guy who hit a deer and put it in his car to take home? Hilarious.

Jena

This reminds me of the time I was driving down the highway and the lady in the pickup in front of me hit a black bear. It was laying there dead, and she happened to have a push broom in the bed of the truck. So she non chalantly swept the bear off the road and to the shoulder. I sorta watched in amazement and she didn't want any help!

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About 20 years ago I was on my way home from working in Boston, going down a 4 lane road (2 each way). I stopped at one of the many lights, and when it turned green, floored it like everyone else. About a quarter mile down the cars in front of me start swerving and jamming their brakes on. I slow down, and see in the next lane a bulldog rolling underneath the car diagonally ahead of me. Incredibly, the dog rolled out from underneath the car, and ran across the road with no obvious injuries.

I got home, and asked my folks what was for Dinner. My Mom responed "Hot Dogs!" I'm not kidding!

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I seemingly have inherited some bad way of animal magnitism. I would say it was the cars but how many cars do you have to go through?? Yes several dogs, a couple might have even been intentional. Deer love to F%*^$ hit me bounce of and run away, leaving dents, broken windshields,mirrors, ect. Heck I even hit a large steer. Broad daylight in Febuary just enough frost to make road slick and some dum#^% was chasing it down the highway, rather than stopping and letting it go into a field. I was going 10 mile/hr when the oncoming guy figures honking will help get the animal going faster. Well I decided to slide into the steer instead of the oncoming idiot. Steer rolled over the hood cracked the windshield slid off and disappeared into a cornfield. unLuckily no one claimed the phantom steer, I had liability only and a crappy car. Then one time I was a sleeping passenger when GF hit a deer going way to fast. Cop asks if we killed the deer. Gee I don't know? although with 20 foot of intestine and other parts were wrapped around the luggage rack I'm guessing it didn't go far. Next day revisited the site, nasty nasty. We were very lucky!! SO now I hit the brakes even at driveway reflectors, shiny mailboxes, and just drive like a paranoid person. However NEVER EVER swearve to miss a bunny, squrrial, or cat. Trust me , you'll be on the losing side . I really not a bad person, really

Yea, the first time I ever ran over a dog was about 3 months ago and she was my own dog. I have a 300 yd driveway and she started the buisness of running along side the truck until it got to the main road. I knew it was starting to be a bad habit but was busy and didn't take the time to stop the truck in the drive and get out and holler and rant and throw a rock or two and say "get home". So I hit the main road from the driveway one day and she ambushes me from the ditch and ran right in front of the wheels of a Ford Explorer with the wife in the other seat. I felt a thump and as I looked in the rear view mirror, all I saw was my dog rolling down the gravel. She got up and ran in a circle and dropped. By the time I turned the truck around and got back to her she was gone. My son thinks she just ran away. I haven't the heart to tell him.

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I have only hit one. We live in rural Virginia and hunting season is a big deal, I don't know why they don't declare the first day of deer season a holiday, half the schools and buisness are empty. I have a big problem with the way the hounds are run around here. I won't get into that, but I rant and rave about it constantly. I was on my way to our house now, at the time my fiancee lived there, and I admit I drive backroads a little faster then I should, legally 55 I was running about 60-62 in my jeep cherokee. Well here comes a hound dog, full speed nose to the ground, not a thing I could do, I hit the brakes and waited for the dreaded 'thump thump' and stopped. I got out, and the poor thing had gotten into the ditch, I know I broke his back, and I made every attempt to catch him but as they do they get scared and he tried to take my hand off several times. I got a towel around his mouth but he freaked and I narrowly missed a nasty bite and he took off. I hated to leave but he was gone, and he wasn't letting me near him. My biggest problem with the whole deal was knowing that he suffered. I knew he was going to die, and if I could of had it over and done with it would of been diff. The sad thing is most hunters consider them collateral anyways. But like I said I won't touch that subject.

I'll tell you the worse thing I ever hit, and my first, an oppossum. :waa: I was leaving at night in my jeep for a pilates class and ran over the poor thing, he wasn't dead either and I sat there and cried and apologized. I called from my cell phone(I was only 1000 feet up my driveway) and my mom, dad, and uncle came out and they took care of it. I hunt, I don't mind picking off ground hogs, etc. but I could not for the life of me stand the thought of that poor opposum. I've hit several since, dosen't phase me now but that one, I was an absolute wreck. If you mentioned the poor thing to me for 3 days afterwards I would bawl.

It's a terrible thing, but it happens.

Jena,

I missed your post. Yes! I love it! That is a big classic with all of us. Being a dispatcher and having an odd sense of humor for the job I have a collection of 911 Bloopers, that one is on it! :haha: You would not believe the others with animals involved.

Go down to "The 911 Deer Call" on this list and there it is. It still makes me laugh, even though I've heard it a million times.


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I know what you mean. I hit a turtle on accident once and i cried til I puked lol. I made my hubby go pick him up bring him home and give him a proper burial.Then I hit a squirrel. I cried for a week but as soon as I hit it I made my son get out and make sure it was dead. Then of course brought it home to give it a proper burial. I love animals so much.
Ali

Several over the years. Usually they never bother me that much and a couple of them were neighborhood pests which merited congratulations and heartfelt thanks from other neighbors.

A couple do stand out however.

One that really made me mad was when I lived in town. These folks were walking their big black dog without a leash letting it run all over the place sh*tting in people's yards and run around out in the street. It sorta ran and jumped up in front of me. It smashed into the fender of my car and dented the fender broke out the headlight, turn signal and related stuff up front. The ---- dog just got up and wandered back to the owners. The owners didn't want to tell me who they were or pay for damages. In fact they were mad at me for hitting their dog. I had to call the police to get their names. I had to take them to small claims, garnishee (sp?) the old man's paycheck and track them across the country when they moved out of state to try to get the 1100 dollars in damage paid for. That isn't the real kicker. When I found them after they had moved, the old man had skipped town. His wife wanted to know if there was any way she could "work out" the rest of the money of you catch my drift. I didn't take her up on the offer but I got frustrated with the whole ordeal and ended up with maybe half of the money I was owed. Can't get money out of deadbeats.

The worst one I think was when a hit a dog in front of some kids. It was in town again and it was a pretty busy street. The kids were out in the front yard and dog bolted out the front door and ran for the street. The kids chased it trying to catch it when it ran under some parked cars and out into the street. It bolted out and I hit the thing. I slammed on the brakes when I saw it but I think that may have made the situation worse as it may have made the damage worse. It basically split the dog in two parts and slung entrails all over the street. The poor kids were horrified. I'm not terribly squeamish when it comes to such things but even I was grossed out. ----, it was bad. Kids screaming and crying that I had killed their dog the mother outside bawling which made the kids freak out even more. I picked up the front half to try to move it over to the curb and even more of the insides fell out which just made an already terrible situation even more traumatic if that was possible. One of the kids threw up. It was a really bad scene. Thankfully the dad came home and took charge and I could get the hell out of there.

I must say Quint, you've made quite an 'impact' on those kids.

Oh my goodness! I about peed my pants listening to this one.

Thanks for sharing.

Nikki

Never a dog, but have hit 1 cat, several rabbits, birds, groundhogs, & raccoons. As for deer, I can only say I've ever only hit 1. All the others hit me - running into the side of my car.

However, my neighbor wasn't so lucky one day with a dog. He works at a power plant and on the way to work one morning a dog appeared in front of him, he swerved to miss it, never heard a noise or anything and looked in his rear view mirror. No dog at all, and he couldn't figure out where it went. He made it to work and was working when he was called to the guard's office. He couldn't figure out what he might have done wrong at work.
Once at the guard's office, they asked him if he had hit a dog. He told them one had jumped in front of his vehicle, but disappeared. He was frantically thinking how they would know that - did somebody get his license plate number, or what?!? They took him outside, and underneath his vehicle was the dog!!!!

It took him about 1/2 an hour to get the dog unhooked from his vehicle. Of course it was dead - not that there was a whole lot of it left with it skidding along the road. It wasn't funny then, but it sure is now! He still gets razzed at work by his coworkers for being a dog killer!!!! :haha:

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