My sister and I were 12 or 13 and were downstairs in the kitchen getting ready for school. Our mom was upstairs sleeping still. We let the dog, Suzie - Lhasa Apso, outside to pee, and were eating our cereal. About 10 minutes later, my mother came running downstairs screaming "where is Suzie? She got hit by a car!" She was frantic about it and kept saying she heard the car screeching and hit her. We told her she was outside peeing like always.
As I went over to the kitchen door to call her inside, we all heard the car screeching, and the thud and yelp of a dog. I remember my father going outside with a towel to bring her in the house. I remember her lying on the floor in front of us all gasping and bleeding from her mouth. I remember my father was on the phone with the vet telling him that her head was bobbing back and forth, then I remember her tongue came out of her mouth she stopped jerking and we all screamed and cried.
This was my first experience with death, and it hit me hard. I loved that dog and I was devastated for weeks afterwards. I realized after I calmed down that this whole thing could have been prevented. If my mother had come down just a second or two sooner, I could have gotten the dog away from the danger. What was that? I became very interested in ESP, and mediums at this time. Any information I could find in book stores I would read. I think "Seth Speaks" and the "Exorcist" were about the only thing on the bookshelves at that time of any interest. It was very hard to get any information at all. I also kept questioning my mom about my great grandma.