Is this your dog? Some kids told me he lived on Main Blvd, tomball, off FM 2920. I know it's hard to tell what he looks like through the blood on his face and since he's all wrapped up and strapped down. In case you are wondering where he went, he died in my arms on Valentines Day at 1:16 am. In case you care, which I doubt, he was running across FM 2920 (the busiest road in tomball with a 55mph speed limit) at 10pm Friday the 13th. I barely missed hitting him with my truck, but turned around to make sure he got help to safety. In those 30 seconds it took me to turn my truck around, someone hit him. I thought he was dead in the middle of the road until he lifted his head. No one stopped but me. The same kids that told me he lived on Main Blvd, kids that were too young to be out past dark wandering the streets, had scared him back into the road and watched him get hit. They obviously knew the dog, and it seemed intentional if you ask me. I pulled into the middle of the road and my friend and I wrapped him in my jacket and put him with her in the backseat where she comforted him all the way to the Animal ER while he bled all over my $70,000 truck.
A RESPONSIBLE DOG OWNER