Not such an awesome day at work.
A dog that's a patient of ours was run over by their owner today.
Now, 2 things to know about this dog. Wait, 3 things:
1. He's an EXTREMELY overweight pug. Literally, guy's a blimp.
2. He's an asshole. He will try very very hard to bite you if at all possible.
3. I love him dearly. There are only two dogs in the world I hate and even the ones that have traits I dislike(like this one), I nearly always come to love the dog as a whole if I'm around them long enough, and I've known this guy for a long time. So sure, I bitch about him, but I'd have jumped out in front of that Porche to save him, no question. Even if he bit me in the process.
With all of that understood, he's the gist of what happens. Hugely overweight pug with breathing problems gets run over by a Porche and is trapped there, literally being crushed under the middle of the car for several minutes before the guy jacks the car up 6 inches to get him out and take him to the ER. And you know what? Not a scratch on him. Not a bone broken. NOTHING wrong.
I'm glad he's alive, really I am, and believe I was worried when they first told me what happened. But when I found out he was alright, I was relieved, yeah. But mostly, I was pissed.
By pissed I mean, literally furious at God, because I just don't understand. My baby, my angel who was one of the gentlest souls to ever grace this world died at 3 years old because some asshole didn't have the fucking sense to use his goddamn breaks, and this dog, this bastard lives when she couldn't? After being crushed under the car? Where the hell's the justice?
I know. I know. Life's not fair, believe me, I get it. But this is unfair in way that hurts like hell, and I wish just once, life could be unfair to the advantage of me or someone I love.
I just wish I could understand. He's old and he's hateful and why is right that he lived and she died? I just don't understand.
I'm sorry, I know this is whiney and that I sound like a terrible person, but I had to say it somewhere. Think I'm gonna go listen to John Barrowman read Anything Goes and try to forget about all of this for awhile. :/