I feel like such a piece of shit. I was driving home from work just now on a pretty busy highway. As I’m driving into town where I live I see a dead deer on the side of road and another something laying in the middle of the road. I swerved to not run over the mass in the road and as I get close to it I see it’s a dead dog!! I gasped in horror! I knew it was dead. 100 % dead. I had my dog with me and a black shirt on and it’s dark or I would have pulled over to pull the poor baby out of the road, but I just couldn’t. I wanted to help that poor beautiful creature so badly, but I just couldn’t bring myself to go back to pull it’s body off of the road. I guess I could have gone and knocked on doors to try to find the owner, but I was balling my eyes out and didn’t think of it till now. I feel so bad for not helping that baby. I couldn’t stand to go touch it’s poor dead body though.

Why do I feel like such a piece of shit for not doing something?!? Should I have done something? And just so it’s clear, I WAS NOT the one that ran it over.