Last Saturday I'm pulling into my apartment complex and just turned into the road through the parking lot leading to my building when I hear a "WHAM!" to my right and behind me. I stop, look over my shoulder and from the corner of my eye see an animal running off.
Get out, some people are nearby saying the heard -but didn't see- the impact, but the conclusion everyone comes to is that a dog ran into the side of my car, then ran off. Shortly, a guy with a leash comes up, slightly out of breath, saying he heard the crash and was concerned about what happened. We explain there was an impact but the dog ran off.
Eventually he gets a hold of his wife back at their apartment and the, injured, dog had made it back there and they were going to prepare to rush it to the Vet-ER or whatever. Exchange info. Call the police as formality, nothing they can do private property. Sigh.
So, I'm naturally a little upset. The damage to my car was pretty extensive, good-sized dent in the passenger-side rear door and a dent in the frame under the door with a missing chip of paint. Got a hold of my insurance company, he got a hold of his, and though the final conclusion is pending it seems likely that his renter's insurance will accept liability given his dog struck my vehicle and it should have been on a leash when outside of the home.
When I spoke with the gentleman to exchange more information I did learn that dog, more-or-less, survived its ordeal with a compound-fracture to the leg.
Even though insurance will cover this, and his insurance will even provide a rental car if I opt to get one, it's still a hassle and sort of disappointing considering it's still a new car. It's not even a year old and only has 3,800 miles on it.
Repair estimates are around $1,800 but could be higher if removing the body panel from the door reveals structural damage to the door's frame.
Sigh. So keep your dogs chained up and on a leash when out of the home, if only for your dog's safety. I've no idea what happened here or how the dog ran into my car. It was daylight and the dog ran right into me. I wonder if in a moment of gloating arrogance he looked back over his shoulder to see the ground he was gaining over his owner and then WHAM!
Vent. Over.
Get out, some people are nearby saying the heard -but didn't see- the impact, but the conclusion everyone comes to is that a dog ran into the side of my car, then ran off. Shortly, a guy with a leash comes up, slightly out of breath, saying he heard the crash and was concerned about what happened. We explain there was an impact but the dog ran off.
Eventually he gets a hold of his wife back at their apartment and the, injured, dog had made it back there and they were going to prepare to rush it to the Vet-ER or whatever. Exchange info. Call the police as formality, nothing they can do private property. Sigh.
So, I'm naturally a little upset. The damage to my car was pretty extensive, good-sized dent in the passenger-side rear door and a dent in the frame under the door with a missing chip of paint. Got a hold of my insurance company, he got a hold of his, and though the final conclusion is pending it seems likely that his renter's insurance will accept liability given his dog struck my vehicle and it should have been on a leash when outside of the home.
When I spoke with the gentleman to exchange more information I did learn that dog, more-or-less, survived its ordeal with a compound-fracture to the leg.
Even though insurance will cover this, and his insurance will even provide a rental car if I opt to get one, it's still a hassle and sort of disappointing considering it's still a new car. It's not even a year old and only has 3,800 miles on it.
Repair estimates are around $1,800 but could be higher if removing the body panel from the door reveals structural damage to the door's frame.
Sigh. So keep your dogs chained up and on a leash when out of the home, if only for your dog's safety. I've no idea what happened here or how the dog ran into my car. It was daylight and the dog ran right into me. I wonder if in a moment of gloating arrogance he looked back over his shoulder to see the ground he was gaining over his owner and then WHAM!
Vent. Over.