My gf and I had a Jack Russel dog. If you don't know how it looks like, it's the dog that starred in the TV sitcom Frasier. It was a damn smart dog.

It was only a few weeks old. We came back from Tesco and the poor dog was in its cage the whole day. So we decided to let it run free with the supervision of my gf whilst she went to throw the garbage. I was in the kitchen unpacking the stuff we bought. Seconds before the carnage happened, i had chill-spine and quickly went out and true enough, both my gf and I saw a White Honda Civic rammed through our beloved dog. My gf was so distraught and she went panicky.

I had to wrap the poor dog and bury it later at night. The whole head was crushed and i almost vomitted while cleaning it before wrapping it nicely for burial. I still have visions of that accident and it was really gruesome.