Oh, God.
How horrible.
For 20 years I’ve had Ibizans and the #1 cause of death for them is them running after some critter and getting hit by a car.
It’s been nerve-wracking and my fence looks like something from a Supermax prison.
That’s always been my worst nightmare.
I haven’t the words to say how badly I feel for you.
:(
Thank you.
Clancy didn’t suffer. The trauma was quick and clean, thankfully.
He’s buried next to “Cali” (Caliban) in the woods next to the house. Cali was our 13 year old Chocolate Lab, Chow, Greyhound mix we had put down for cancer.
Both of them were my virtual shadows and pains in the butt at times. But they were my pains in the butt!