My morning ride started out just like always, took a few trips up and down the road to decide if I needed more clothing or to decide if I had too much on. Started off on my ride, a truck passed me dragging his leashed beagle behind it. Yes, I tried to catch his attention but didnt' work. I called 911. I didn't know what to do. Of course, reception was horrible so I kept running to the center of the road to talk. Some lady stopped and asked if I was ok. Told her what has happened, she said she ended up stopping the man, who went past 3 road workers who tried to also stop him, and the man gets out and says, "it jumped out awhile ago, he'll be fine" and throws the dog into the back of the truck. The dog was dead I thought. The lady said the dog was just twitching and still breathing when he threw it into the box. Of course, 911 kept asking why I was calling. Was this an medical emergency, yes, for the dog I said. They talked to the lady that stopped the man, of course, with none of us getting the license plate they can't do anything. I stopped to let the road workers know that if they saw that truck again to get the license # and call. The workers were appalled as to how that guy responded. I continued on after all of that. It was just horrible. I ended up with a front flat tire, and I changed it by myself for the first time ever and I continued on home. thank god it was my front, I have a hard time getting my back wheel back on without 4 hands involved. Called my DH to tell him of my morning. He couldn't believe it. I just feel so bad. I have done nothing but think of that poor dog, that probably was never taken to the vets from the way it sounded. Just cruel.
