To get ourselves out of the house this afternoon, we decided to head to Columbian Park. Dave met us there from running his errands. As we parked and were getting out, a small dog ran out into the road and all we heard was the thud as a car rolled over it and the dog started yelping in pain. I yelled to Dave and he went over as the owner was running out of the house. The driver of the vehicle never stopped. After explaining to the owner that he was indeed a veterinarian and not a crazy person trying to get involed, Dave ended up doing a roadside exam. He had his stethoscope in his car and listened to the dogs heart/lungs. Although the dog seemed stable, he wasn't putting pressure on his back end. Dave was concerned there was some damage there. He recommended that the guy take it in to have x-rays and a more thorough examination. It was the strangest experience! Seriously, if anyone was to be around when it happened, it was sort of amusing that it was an emergency vet. So, after the guy agreed to take the dog in, we headed over to the park to play.
We had a blast. Noah really really needed to get out. It was also really nice to see Dave too. He worked 36 of the last 48 hours and slept this morning. So, I think he enjoyed being outside and playing as well. We had a great time. Now, we are just enjoying a quiet evening at home.