Sunday, February 10, 2008

Rocky, I'm so sorry

This morning, I woke to Rocky's little yelp that lets me know he needs to be let out. So I got up, opened the sliding glass door and went to the bathroom while he peed. When I returned to the door, there was no happy dog to greet me. I waited a few more moments and he still hadn't come back. So I went into the yard to call for him, and noticed that the gate was open! (It never is.)

I hurried to the front door (I was still in skimpy pj's) and saw him in our neighbor's yard across the street. Normally I'd go to the other side of the street to get him, but I had no shoes on and like I said - very little clothing. I called to him, "Rocky!" and immediately he turned to me alert and happy, and bolted at top speed toward our house, right into the street... only just as I yelled his name, a car appeared over the little rise out of nowhere. At precisely the wrong moment, the two of them collided, "Bam!" mid-street right in front of my eyes!

The thud was huge and sounded final.

I stood there frozen but screamed "No! Rocky!" The car continued to run right over him. I saw Rocky sideways on the ground, but then his head popped up. He heroically gathered himself to his feet (one paw clearly injured) and with the miracle power of adrenaline, leapt toward the house and dashed past me and a naked Jon right up the stairs. He jumped (who knows how?) onto Caitrin's bed, bleeding the whole way.

I ran after him, gathered him into my arms and brought him into the kitchen. Jon got warm water and towels. I bathed his badly injured paw, blotted his very scraped tummy (it was one large red oozing mess of road burn) and held him while he shook in my arms.

I still couldn't believe he was even alive, that his little head had escaped except for a nasty scrape, and that he could walk at all.

We called the emergency room for pets and drove him to the hospital immediately. Over $1000 later (I'm still sick over the price), we left not knowing how he'll fare. He will certainly live, and we were reassured that his little paw (while stripped of skin and very bloody) was not broken and would heal. We're waiting now for the results of internal organ checks to discover whether or not his bladder, tummy, liver etc. escaped harm.

Update: His internal organs are all fine. That's such a relief.

I still can't believe he's alive! I cried like a baby once he was at the hospital. I feel like the worst pet owner ever. We don't know how or why the gate was unlatched. Our kids assure us they hadn't even been in the backyard for days.

The driver of the other car barely slowed down after hitting our dog. Creep. Jon informs me that he saw the car stop for a moment before going on (probably took off once the driver saw Rocky leap from the ground and run to the house).

Feeling shaken.

14 comments:

Ampersand said...

I’m so sorry, that is a horrible experience. I sure do hope he heals without any further complications. Poor guy! My heart hurts for him, and you all.

Chuck said...

Oh Julie, so sorry for this. As much as we love our dogs, I certainly feel your anxiety and all the other emotions surrounding such and event.

brian said...

Ouch! I can't imagine. I hope he makes a quick and complete recovery. A great thing about dogs is they heal amazingly fast.

Drew said...

Yikes. One hell of a morning. Don't call yourself a bad pack leader though. Stuff happens. Our one dog runs away from us all the time.

You are not the problem. The driver of the car really is. If the organs are ok, Rocky will live again for a few more movies like the Stallion from Philly.

And it's always $1000 - $1500 for emergencies. My wife and I have been there numerous times since we rescue dogs and foster on a regular basis.

Drew said...

One other thing. Terriers are brilliantly resilient too...

julieunplugged said...

Thanks for all the well wishes. Drew, I appreciate your support, particularly as a rescuer. Rocky is a rescue dog already so I felt especially bad about hurting him through this terrible mistake.

RedGypsie said...

Oh! I thought for sure you were going to say he was gone! What a trauma to live through! And I know your kids are so relieved! Our dog piper was hit the week before I left in a very similar fashion and I haven't really had a chance to process that yet. The rescue agency we got him from was *brutal* when I told them; I know you went through that ordeal when you got Rocky so my next thought, after the dog, you, and the kids, was "oh, she's going to have to TELL them!" Ugh!

accidents happen for sure but I'm so glad it sounds like he's going to earn his "super dog" cape instead!

Kansas Bob said...

I am with amp on this one.. my heart hurts for you all and for Rocky.

carrie said...

Oh jeez. I'm shaking all over. I just want to give you and Rocky a hug. Please don't blame yourself. We can't live our lives planning for every possible bad outcome. Our kids play sports, drive cars, etc. We just live our lives.

I'm so glad Rocky will be okay. I'm so sorry for the expense. (ouch) But after the first part of the post, I felt mainly HUGE relief! My pets mean so much to me, and having recently had one die, I am perhaps more emotional than usual about it.

(((Hugs))) for everyone.

jo(e) said...

Oh, Julie, how dreadful.

Ten years ago -- when we lived in a different house -- my kids were playing in the front yard and watched as a car came speeding through and hit one of our cats. He was still alive when I got him to the vet's, but died minutes later. It was so traumatic. We all just cried and cried, and my oldest son (who was 9 at the time) stayed home from school because he was so upset.

So I know what a horrible experience this must have been. Hugs. And I hope he heals ....

Identity Mixed said...

I am so so sorry! I cannot even begin to imagine how horrible that was - and to see it all happen.

Our one dog goes for trots around the neighborhood. She was a stray and still keeps that stray dog mentality. I have often driven through the neighborhood balling my eyes out shaking a bowl of dog food trying to catch her attention. She always wanders back like nothing ever happened. Argh.

These little buggers don't know how good they have it.

julieunplugged said...

identity mixed, thanks so much for posting your experiences. I just read your blog. You are hilarious!

Jo(e) you know my pain. Literally. And worse. Though expensive, we are so grateful that our little dog survived.

Thanks again everyone. What a day it's been.

Kansas Bob said...

Our Westie terrier was attacked by Great Danes when he was about 10 years old and was hospitalized for a while. He came home stitched up with drainage tubes. He recovered well and lasted until he was 17 years old. Those terriers are hearty Julie!

Robert said...

ouch so scary julie. I had a west highland terrier named snowy when i was 12 she was leashed in the front yard somehow got loose chased a car that came down the street and one of the rear tires got her I will never forget holding her on the way to the vet feeling her shiver and her eyes staring at me so glad to hear the update and know rocky will be ok that happened so long ago but reading about rocky made it seem like yesterday i hope rocky recovers fully emotionally as well as physically :)