Saturday my dog Sam got hit by a car. At about 8:30 pm Sam and I were working in the garden (He was doing a lot of the digging <_< ), after fininshing up in the garden I went inside for about 5 minutes to wash my hands and change my shirt, I left sam out side in on our carport. This scenario was the norm, he would normally wait patiently outside of the door for me or find something to chew on until I came back out, I live in the coutry and he was good about staying away from the road. Long story short he ran off and got hit by a car, his spine was broken and his back legs were paralyzed, he was having trouble breathing and had awful road rash. I carried him home and sat and cried with him for a couple of hours, he was so dignified and loyal until the end, he just sat and wimpered at my feet and winced from the pain, I petted him and just loved him and hated myself for leaving him out there alone. He did nothing wrong and wanted nothing but my love and attention, he was a good dog. I couldn't take watching him suffer and knew that there was little hope, if there was any I couldn't afford it (I feel so cold for saying that but it's true). I shot him one time in the back of the head, he died instantly. I have had nighmares the past two nights, and I miss him horribly, I woke up early this morning (like I've done every morning for so long) so he and I could play fetch before I went to work....... my God.
I know that his death is entirely my fault, and I miss him so much.

Dear Sam's Dad,

It is hard enough to have to say goodbye to one of our beloved animal babies, but to have to be the one to end their life is perhaps the hardest act we'll ever carry out.

I am so very sorry you lost Sam. We try our best to protect our furry babies, but sometimes we just slip up. Don't be too hard on yourself. It's not as if you planned for this to happen.

May God comfort you. Sam will be waiting for you one day at the Rainbow Bridge. He'll greet you as if nothing ever happened and you two will be together again, forever!

In time all the wonderful memories you have of your beloved Same will come back to you.

You'll find comfort and understanding here.

With deep sympathy and love,

--Susan
~ a voice for the voiceless ~

Thank you, you are right I with every fiber of my being did not intend for anything bad to happen to him. honestly, I am at a loss for words and am just feeling.

NO NO NO it is not your fault! Sam did something totally out of character for him and there was no reason why he shouldn't have been left alone for a few minutes. It was just an accident. You have so much courage to have ended his suffering yourself. I know that I would not have been able to handle that. I am so very sorry for your loss. I know how it feels to just feel so devastated. The pain of missing them is just too much to bear sometimes. Please tell us more about your Sam. He sounds like a wonderful dog. He would want you to remember all the happy times you had together.

Again, I am just so sorry you're going through this. I hope we can help ease the pain a little.

God bless you,
Jenny

Sam was a brown 60 lb Hienz 57 variety mutt but his most predominant features were lab. I only had him for seven months, and am unsure of how old he was, the vet guessed 4-5, he was my first dog. A guy found him as a stray in the city and after searching for his owners for a few weeks they posted a "free to good home" ad in the classifieds. When I first met Sam he was a little shy and wouldn't come when called, and didn't have any training that I could tell. Within a week though he learned sit, shake, lay, houstraining and within a month he would reliably come every time I called and learned to love nothing more than a belly rub from me or my six year old son. I used a border training technique that I read about online and he seemed to have that down in about record time as well. Every morning at the crack of dawn before the kids got up and I went to work we would go outside and play fetch for a half hour or so. He was me and my sons fishing and gardening buddy he even tolerated and sorta seem to enjoy my 2 year olds antics around him. No, he was not Lassie, he chewed things and barked a bit but he was, for me and my family, the perfect dog. A couple of times a week we would go scoop the poop around the yard, he picked up on that real quick too, he would show me were the pucky was, wait patiently until I put it in the bucket then run ahead sniffing out the next pile, kinda gross but endearing and useful.
My son is broken hearted, he helped me put flowers on his grave and cried his little eyes out. That hurts too.

Thank you all for having empathetic ears.

I'm so sorry for your loss. It's so hard when something tragic happens to our furbabies and even harder when children are involved too. Sam sounds like he was a wonderful family pet. No animal is perfect but they each have their own ways of getting into our hearts. It doesn't matter that you only had him for 7 months they can touch our lives in an instance.

It's not your fault and try not to feel guilty. My thoughts are with you.

Hugs,
Dawn