This is not a pretty post.

So if you cant handle hearing about animals ACCIDENTALLY getting hurt, you may want to leave.

So yesterday was a yummy day.

Cold outside, warm inside. House clean (somewhat), Grace watching movies, and I am trying on a few sugar free/starch free thanksgiving recipes.

I had like 7 candles burning in the house. It smelled good.

It started snowing at about 4. It was nice. It was pretty.

Later I decided I needed to get a few things at the store. So Grace and I got in the car.

We went to the store, turned in all her change for a small fortune($112.00!!), got what I needed, and went back to the car.

HOLY HELL!

It snowed ALOT in the 45 minutes we were in the store. My car was covered.

Well, we start home.

I am passing the movie theater, and suddenly my car is all CLUNK-WHAP-CRACK-WHOMP-KUPLUNTH-KUBLUNK

WHAT THE..........????????!!!!!!!!!!

I slowed down.

I could not see out of my back window, because of the snow.

So, I look in my side mirror.

I could not see anything.

Then... I could see something (mind you, I am pulled over, and looking behind me with my side mirror)through the lights of the cars far off in the road. Limping.

Its a dog.

A big dog. A Lab or a Retreiver.

"OH NO" I yell.

Grace says "What Mom? WHAT?"

"I just totally hit a dog. Shoot. Shoot. Shoot." (PG version)

((Just a thought that entered my mind now.....why am I saving the PG version for you...those who choose to read this, adults...rather than being PG with my daughters 7 year old ears....THAT is an AH HA moment for me. I will do better. ))

Ahhhh....I need to go back and make sure it doesnt get hit again. Poor dog. DAMNIT!! Ugh.

Ok.

So, I turn around.

Going slow.

Snowing like CRAZY!!

I cant see well at all.

Where is it?

I dont see....CLUNK-CRACK-THUD-THUNK-WOMP.....

SHIT!

SHIT!

SHIT!

SHIT!

I JUST HIT THE DOG AGAIN!!!!

I AM NOT LYING!!

I went to go check on the dog that I hit, get it out of the road, see if it has tags, whatever I can do.....AND I HIT IT AGAIN!!!!

So I pulled over...AGAIN.

Rolled down my window. I cant see it.

I cant see it anywhere.

Then I call my husband and yell to him... "I JUST HIT A DOG.....TWO TIMES!!"

"What, you hit two dogs?!"

Now as bad as it is to hear about or to actually hit a dog....that may have sounded better....hitting 2 different dogs.

"NO, THE SAME FREAKING DOG"!!!!

Oy.

So then I look again, and I can see it lying in the road.

I tell Tye I am going to go see if it can get up. Then I look again, and no lie, it was gone.

Where the hell did it go?

Tye says, "Alisa, JUST GO HOME!!"

There was no way in hell I was going to turn back around on that road to go home.

So I went through the neighborhood.

I couldn't hit the dog 3 times!!!

So, I call Animal Control, and tell them about it. They said they would go out there.

Grace asked me if I was going to have to go to Dog Court and talk to Priest.

I think she meant Judge.

I was so afraid to go past there today and see fur or blood on the road this morning.

But there was none.

I am sorry doggy.