Daniel heard whimpers from the edge of our porch. Following the sound, he discovered our neighbor's dog, Haley, lying in the dirt. Cuts covered her body - her eye, her paws, her belly, her thigh - blood oozing, but thankfully, not pouring out.
He helped her up onto the porch. She couldn't walk on her own.
We called our neighbors and, with much effort, Daniel helped carry her up to their car for the trip to the vet.
Initially we thought (and feared) she'd been attacked by something - a coyote, perhaps, or bobcat. But Haley's tough and we couldn't imagine what could have gotten her to this extent.
But now it appears she was hit by a car - and that upsets me almost as much as the idea of a rogue coyote or bobcat attacking in the middle of the day.
Because from what I know of Haley, she doesn't chase cars. And we live on a rocky, bumpy dirt road. No one should be driving fast. How could they not have seen her?
And there's no way they could hit her and not realize it - it would be like hitting a boulder, she's that solid. Why didn't they stop?
The neighbors promised to call and give us an update this morning when they hear from the vet. Please keep this sweet little girl in your prayers! (As well as the driver who hit her; if they can hit something like this and keep driving, they definitely need prayers, too!)
No broken bones! She has a "separated pelvis" or something like that, but it will heal on its own with time. Thank you for your prayers. She really is a sweetheart.
