Thursday I was in a serious auto crash. My SUV was hit from behind by a driver at such high speed that the back of my car went airborne, flipped and rolled, landing on the driver's side. I was pulled from the car by a good samaritan who broke the windshield before the police and EMTs arrived. The driver fled the scene and was apprehended shortly afterward.
My car was totaled; I got a ride to the hospital from an ambulance. I'm home, and yesterday DH and I went to remove what we could from my battered car. I was surprised to find the only thing that survived the crash, completely intact, was the hard-sided plastic crate I keep in the back hatch for my dogs. Inside was a bouquet of flowers I'd gotten for my granddaughter and put there for the trip home, totally intact and perfect. One of my first thoughts when the car stopped moving was thank heaven I don't have a dog in the car. Seeing how my crate survived was very comforting.
The accident happened at noon. I was returning home from a few errands...normally something I might take a dog along for the ride. Sometimes I even let them ride in the front passenger seat. This was completely unexpected and from all reports I was very lucky to survive. I will never let a dog in the car again outside of a crate. In a millisecond, my life changed, but a dog in the crate would have been safe. A lesson I wanted to share...you just never know.