while I was driving I saw another car running over a small dog just in fornt of me, coudnt stop because it was quick and I was distracted so I only had the time to dodge the body of the animal. Watched in the rear mirror a woman on the side walk in panick with her hands on her head while her pet was lying in the middle of the street and all the cars were passing without stoping or even almost running over it again.
I made a turn on the block and went there again and offered help to drive them to the closest veterinary clinic. The dog was already on the hands of the woman but it was dead with a neck totally brocken. As the lady was crying some boy was preparing a garbage the sack to put the dog in it and thats it. This image along with the scence in my memory of cars passing by very fast and close to the dogs dead body, like no one was caring, hit me brutally and I started to cry. I told the lady that I was sorry and that my family has a 13 year old dog too but couldnt stop the crying, the dude "burring" the dog started to look at me strangely so I upped the windows on my car and drove til the next corner where I could park and cried non stop for one minute straight. After this I felt better but the image of all of it is still strong in my mind. First time I presenced something like this and probably the only time I cried in the last 10 years or so.
