traumatic afternoon

So at about 3pm I came home from my class and let the dogs out as usual. Ruby took off running as hard as she could towards the road and a truck was coming. I am literally screaming my head off RUBY RUBY STOOOOP. Next thing I know truck is going and Ruby is underneath of it. I fell to the ground on my knees and fell over. I literally had dirt stuck to my forehead.

I look up to see if she was alive and the truck was sitting there stopped and Ruby was underneath of it. I started running towards Ruby and she took off towards moms house. Mom came out to see what I was screaming over and Ruby took off in the house. By that point I was absolutely hysterical. Mom picked Ruby up and set her on the table and she was acting dizzy and kept holding up random paws. She would hold up her right paw, then switch to her left paw, then stick her back foot out as far as she could. I was not sure what was wrong with her.

I took Rascal back over to my house and grabbed my phone which i literally threw about 20 feet. I locked the door in anticipation of going to the vet. I went back over to moms house and she was feeling Ruby over. Ruby was acting her normal self now. I put her on the ground and she walked like she was drunk for a minute and then she seemed to go back to her normal self.

I feel so guilty :[ I don't even know what I would do without these dogs. They really are my best friends and I can't stand the thought of anything happening to them. I am going to feed Ruby and Rascal a generous helping of roast beef now.