Cousin T: I hit a little bird with my truck the other day. I was driving along down one of them paved back roads and I thought it was a piece of trash all still there in the road. That is, until I was on top of ‘em and the little fellow turned his head and looked right up at me. He tried to fly at the last minute but I knew that would do him no good. The thump made me sick and sad. I made up a story about this little bird losing the love of his life and then deciding to die himself. The story made sense because why else would a little bird sit all still like that in the middle of the road? It was a good story but it didn’t really help.
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Oh, that is sad but, really, why would a bird sit there in front of an oncoming truck? He must have been sick and wounded already or he would have made haste to flee.
I guess you should be glad it wasn't a buzzard!
We have 'em buzzards here too RNSANE.
Every once in a while I'll see one on the road. Mostly they just take care of the other roadkill.
Roadkill is one of them words that has not been fancied up one bit. It is what it is and any one of us who drives could one day find ourselves low down roadkillers.
I say low down 'cause it always makes me feel sad to see some poor animal dead on the road.
The worst is a turtle 'cause you know 'em little buggers was taking a mighty big chance. I usually stop if I see 'em and help 'em across.
Quiet night.
Edna: Cousin T, you are truly too tender-hearted for your own good. You know, your mama should have named you after that St. Francis of Assisi, and that's the truth. Thank you for sharing your story with our readers!
That's one of the sad costs of convenience for humans. It's hard to imagine life without cars, but there are a whole lot of animals out there that die for that convenience.
I've actually gone back to check on animals I've hit to make sure they aren't suffering. But then I get right back in my car, and create the opportunity it might happen again. :(
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