all about that.  Living here in Mexico is very bad for the heart when you love the animals.

You'd miss it.

Cold and heartless is no way to want to go through life.

You hurt right now because it was a living, breathing creature and it deserved better than to be treated with the disregard. My suggestion is later on if possible stop by a shelter and make a $5 donation on its behalf and talk to folks there. It'll make you feel better to know there are people out there that do care and work every day to make a difference in the lives of animals.

keeping our heart open to all of life's pain and beauty and staying positive and powerful.
Sometimes life is so heart wrenching, I find it hard to function.

The Tin Man said, "Now I know I have a heart, because it's breaking."  Sympathy and hugs.

You did stop. You were there. You shielded and carried the pup. No one else did.

What you did was a lovely act of humanitarian caring.

Sometimes all one can do is be witness and feel helpless. But witnessing and presence are worth more than one might think. I do it for a living.

You were that precious witness and that pup did not die alone with no one caring.

Mourn, yes. But please don't rethink what you did or critique yourself for not having done more. You did what you could.

Thank you, cskendrick.

It is people who are getting struck down by cars that never stop -- struck down in crosswalks, walking on a green light.  The city leaders talk about how to "cut down" on these hit and run deaths and injuries, which in many cases involve the elderly, but it seems there is no viable way to do it (imagine that!).

While out one evening, Mr. Meerkat and I came to a corner just as the light was turning yellow for pedestrians.  An elderly woman with a walker was caught in the middle of the crosswalk when the light turned to red.  Mr. Meerkat ran out to help her (the cars were going around her on either side, and not slowly).  He stayed with her on the center island until they could safely cross.

People not only don't pay attention, they clearly do not give a damn about life, including human life.  Getting to their destination in the shortest time possible is the only important goal.

I refuse to own or operate any of those thousand pound steel and glass death machines.....

when I pass a dead animal in the street or by the side of the street.  I'm a Buddhist.  It's my way of honoring that life that's now been extinguished.

In Buddhist philosophy, every sentient being has importance. They are so like us, really -- like us, they are born, suffer pain, and die. When we honor them, we honor ourselves.