This afternoon, some old hag was speeding in her Cadillac through our neighborhood, going about 15 mph over the speed limit. She hit Cricket.
Nina and I saw the whole thing happen, and honestly? I'm still pretty shook up. Nina is....well, a complete and total mess. We spoke to the old bat who did this who said, AND I QUOTE "It's not my fault your dog rolled under my car, and I don't even know you, do you even live here?"
Is it harassment to put up signs that say "Children and animals: beware of the hag in the red Caddy, she speeds and will hit you and KEEP ON DRIVING?"
Anyway...beating up old women, no matter how much I want to, is not going to solve anything.
Crick is alive, and it looks like she's gonna make it...she's currently at the emergency vet hospital for observation overnight. By the time the docs get done with her, she's gonna be the Bionic Doggie...she's got a busted hip, a dislocated hip, and some very minor pelvic fractures, but other than that, she's gonna be ok. Seriously, with as much as this is going to cost, I'm gonna ask them to give her breast implants or something.
Needless to say, this is an unexpected expense that my sister, currently living with us to save up for her own place, can't afford. B and I are not in a position to help her out right now, as B's transmission just crapped out and I'm perpetually broke. So....it's stash sale time.
You want sock yarn? I gots sock yarn. Lots of the good stuff. Check back here tomorrow afternoonish/evening and help this sweet girl out while getting yourself some purdy yarn.
Even if you buy nothing, will you do me a favor and just send some hopeful, soothing, healing thoughts our way? Cricket could use some positive vibes.