Several years ago I was doing a slow roll through a neighborhood in my company truck. I was looking for a particular house address so I was eyeballing every mailbox and house number for clues. I drove past a guy in his front yard doing yardwork with two little anklebiter dogs that belonged to him and we waved to one another. When the dogs saw me going slow, they tore out after me and were chasing and barking at my hubcaps. As I continued on slowly so as not to run over them, I felt a small bump and half the barking stopped. I had KILLED one of the dogs! I eased the truck in reverse to go offer apologies and pay the guy for the dog like a man if he wanted. As I was backing up, I felt another small bump and ALL barking ceased. I had backed over the second one and killed HIM TOO! What a day.