Bad Way to Start the Week

I woke up this morning not expecting to do much in the way of work.  I had nothing scheduled and definitely planned to take some much needed "me" time.

I found a message from someone on my voice mail.  You can always tell a fellow Realtor, even when they don't leave their company name. 

So I call him back and proceed to answer some questions about a short sale listing I have.  You can hear he is in the car with clients.  They were talking in the background.

Then, all of a sudden, his car erupts in shocked cries.  He pardons the interruption, but audibly upset himself, he then starts to describe to me, in detail I did not need, what he just saw.  Someone's dog was hit by a car.  A dog with a lease leash, that had gotten away from the owner. 

The only good news I could decipher was that the dog appeared to only have broken legs, and someone nearby got to the dog almost immediately.

I can't stop thinking about this.  I didn't even SEE it and I can't stop thinking about it.  It's ruined my whole day.  I'm hoping that getting this off my chest will help me let it go.