So I was riding down the street with my mom, and sister along with my llaborador, and chihuahua. When all of a sudden I see a van up the street coming down the street and my chihuahua runs across the street, and is in the middle of the rode. The guy in the van acts like he didn't see my dog at all just runs him over(kind-of). My dog tried to duck under the bottom of the car, but still he got hit, and the van just kept driving like nothing happened. My dog was in the middle of the road on the floor rolling around with his tong hanging out with a bunch of blood all over him, and his arm out of position. My mom ran onto the street to get him, then we put him on the side walk where he was still rolling around trying to get up. He ended up being able to stand up, but i carried him home just in case anyways. He is throwing up right now, and can't eat.
I am sad, but I am more angry, and devistated at our comunity today. Absolutley disgusted with the way people don't give a stuff about anything anymore. They think they are ''gangstas''. People like that need to clean up their act. I didn't manage to get the guys licence plate because I was more focused on my little dog dieing in the middle of the road.
