I think it is the difference between being a decent person and not being a decent person.
My son's cat was recently run over and was found in a nearby field. He had dragged himself off the road and was trying to get home but his injuries were too far gone for him to make it.
My grandson was so upset it has given him separation anxiety now and he suffers from anxiety whenever he's away from his mum and dad.
I'm not saying this is the fault of the driver not stopping, maybe he did stop but the cat had run off. Or maybe the driver thought as it had run off it must be alright.
But it does tell you the immense hurt and anguish it causes when a beloved pet is killed, surely everyione can spare the time to stop and tend the poor thing?
