And I rolled my seat back and I heard a shriek, It was mojo getting squeezed by the tire of my seat and crying in pain. I immediately opened the lights and extended my arms to the running dog approaching me. I rubbed my hands around his furry body searching for the swollen part, the part that hurts where is it? And he licked my face and I embraced her. Whisper, "I didn't mean it, I'm sorry i hurt you". And suddenly a shocking thought buried me, how come I can never get myself to be like that with people? Especially when I hurt them.