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God...how could a day that was going soo great become a nightmare within seconds
I don't know if it was the car hitting the poor thing or if it was seeing him...there...dead...with his brain spread out over the street that made me crack.
Sparky was a pretty cool dog. I liked playing catch with him because he was so fast that the grass came out from behind him paws as he ran.
He got pretty chunky and I found it quite amusing because he still kept his impecible speed
He was the kind of dog where you got annoyed of his bark and you always saw him so it wasn't a big deal going out infront and him being there..
But today....
Oh,god today....
around 6 I had to go outside to get something from the garage and I see my neighbor,he's yelling and running into the streets"oh,shit SPARKY"'oh,shit SPARKY"
And I look and see a car hit the dog and basically fly over the body and keep speeding.
I just run....So does my neighbor
I get into the house and say "SPARKY JUST GOT HIT!!!!!!!!!!!"
My mom tells me to stay inside,so I do and I start crying and freaking out
I look out the window and see my neighbors carrying a plastic bag with sparky in it, he yells "FUCK!"
and that makes me cry more
How could someone do that?
Just drive away
That bastard
He deserves to rot it hell
If I see his ass anymore I'm calling the fuckin cops on him
he killed poor, innocent Sparky
Poor Sparky...
You see he was more than my neighbors dog, he was my dog's playmate, he used to keep me amused before i had a dog,he was a champ,he caught the neighborhood rats,he let me pet him, and he pissed off my neighbors more than you could imagine
But at the end, It's hard for them
three 40 year olds crying themselves to sleep over this dog, their dog.
Atleast he was loved and happy when he left us.
The whole neighborhood was outside watching....They all felt themselves sad because the little neighborhood rascal was no longer...
I rode my bike around the neighborhood looking for the car that hit him (a blue dodge truck)and I passed where it had happened
His blood's still there
i asked my mom what the chunks were
"..........That's his brain's sweety,the jerk blew out his brains."
R.I.P.Sparky I loved him
I don't know if it was the car hitting the poor thing or if it was seeing him...there...dead...with his brain spread out over the street that made me crack.
Sparky was a pretty cool dog. I liked playing catch with him because he was so fast that the grass came out from behind him paws as he ran.
He got pretty chunky and I found it quite amusing because he still kept his impecible speed
He was the kind of dog where you got annoyed of his bark and you always saw him so it wasn't a big deal going out infront and him being there..
But today....
Oh,god today....
around 6 I had to go outside to get something from the garage and I see my neighbor,he's yelling and running into the streets"oh,shit SPARKY"'oh,shit SPARKY"
And I look and see a car hit the dog and basically fly over the body and keep speeding.
I just run....So does my neighbor
I get into the house and say "SPARKY JUST GOT HIT!!!!!!!!!!!"
My mom tells me to stay inside,so I do and I start crying and freaking out
I look out the window and see my neighbors carrying a plastic bag with sparky in it, he yells "FUCK!"
and that makes me cry more
How could someone do that?
Just drive away
That bastard
He deserves to rot it hell
If I see his ass anymore I'm calling the fuckin cops on him
he killed poor, innocent Sparky
Poor Sparky...
You see he was more than my neighbors dog, he was my dog's playmate, he used to keep me amused before i had a dog,he was a champ,he caught the neighborhood rats,he let me pet him, and he pissed off my neighbors more than you could imagine
But at the end, It's hard for them
three 40 year olds crying themselves to sleep over this dog, their dog.
Atleast he was loved and happy when he left us.
The whole neighborhood was outside watching....They all felt themselves sad because the little neighborhood rascal was no longer...
I rode my bike around the neighborhood looking for the car that hit him (a blue dodge truck)and I passed where it had happened
His blood's still there
i asked my mom what the chunks were
"..........That's his brain's sweety,the jerk blew out his brains."
R.I.P.Sparky I loved him