Wow tonight really sucked in a huge way. My mom and I were going to pick up dinner and we see this little dog running across the street almost getting hit so many times. He gets across the street so I reversed it to see if I can get him so he doesn't get hurt but I couldn't get to him fast enough in the short time it took to pull over and park he got back in the street and got hit. I ran over into the street and scooped the little angel up. He was the softest little long haired Chihuahua. I could tell he was really hurt he didn't even make a sound when I picked him up but I could still feel his little heart beating. His owners came out of their house he must have just snuck by them. I asked them if you could take him to the vet and they said no so I asked if I could and they said yes so my mom and I went to my vet. On the way I could feel him slip away he was so soft and it just broke my heart. He was just too little to get hit and make it. In my head I knew he wouldn't but in my heart I just wanted him to be ok. I would have paid anything for him to make it. I know I did all I could for him but in the back of my mind I wish I had just got there a minuet earlier so he would be alive. I have never had anything die in my arms and it was just so sad. 
death is never a happy event.