Related to the dog story, mildly.
My oldest daughter just turned sixteen and we got an additional car for her to drive. She’d had it less than two weeks and was out at night with some friends. My wife and I are laying in bed waiting up for her when I get a phone call from her. I say “uh oh” to my wife before answering. Apparently she had a black dog bolt out right in front of her on a poorly lit section of road and hit the dog. She called me because the friend was freaking out not knowing who to call. The dog had no collar or tags on it is “breathing, but not moving”. Wifey and I jump in the car and go find her. By then the owners of the dog had come out, a police officer was on scene, and someone had left to take the dog to the vet. As we walk up, one of the low 20’s aged kids of the family pulls out her phone, reads a text and announces “the dog just died”.
Just as a public service announcement: if you are ever in that situation, don’t tell the brand new driver the dog she just hit died. Keep that a secret til later.
The family was very understanding and knowing it wasn’t my daughter’s fault, even stating they knew that dog liked to dart across the road. But IMO, my daughter didn’t need to hear in that moment the dog died.
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My oldest daughter just turned sixteen and we got an additional car for her to drive. She’d had it less than two weeks and was out at night with some friends. My wife and I are laying in bed waiting up for her when I get a phone call from her. I say “uh oh” to my wife before answering. Apparently she had a black dog bolt out right in front of her on a poorly lit section of road and hit the dog. She called me because the friend was freaking out not knowing who to call. The dog had no collar or tags on it is “breathing, but not moving”. Wifey and I jump in the car and go find her. By then the owners of the dog had come out, a police officer was on scene, and someone had left to take the dog to the vet. As we walk up, one of the low 20’s aged kids of the family pulls out her phone, reads a text and announces “the dog just died”.
Just as a public service announcement: if you are ever in that situation, don’t tell the brand new driver the dog she just hit died. Keep that a secret til later.
The family was very understanding and knowing it wasn’t my daughter’s fault, even stating they knew that dog liked to dart across the road. But IMO, my daughter didn’t need to hear in that moment the dog died.
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