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Rest in peace, little birdies...
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I was driving home from work last week and as I pulled onto my street, a sparrow flew low right in front of my truck... I thought I might hit it, but then a hawk swooped down and caught the poor fellow right in front of my windshield! I s'pose it's survival of the fittest.
I really hope this was an attempt at humor. Not a very funny one in my opinion.
I hate in when people hit an animal or hey even a person ,and they dont stop to see if it OK/Dead/Needs help. I dont personally drive but I have delivered a coup de grace to more animals hit by idiot drivers than I can remember. I even had my dog run over in front of me, with him on a short leash, on the sidewalk... the driver tried to blame it on me/the dog.
What a curious thread. Started by someone who delights in running down birds so much that she feels the need to publicise it, and someone else who appears to be proud of the fact that they kill wounded animals on a fairly regular basis. I hope the FBI profilers are near-by because these two could be just what they are looking for to assinate world leaders.
awww. sorry to hear the sad stories everyone.
i don't think i've ever hit anything *knock on wood*
but accidents do happen, sad to say. don't beat yourself up over it.
i don't think i've ever hit anything *knock on wood*
but accidents do happen, sad to say. don't beat yourself up over it.
I once gave a few Africans a lift on my pickup and we hit a hare on the road . It was killed on the spot. One African jumped off the back of the truck and grapped the animal, holding it high and shouted: "Thanks, bass (=boss). Dinner!" I felt slightly awkward, to say the least...
Other notable road kills of mine include a hyena, a couple of possums and , sadly , a cat.
I do not speed, however, if you were beginning to think that. I am just unlucky, it seems.
Other notable road kills of mine include a hyena, a couple of possums and , sadly , a cat.
I do not speed, however, if you were beginning to think that. I am just unlucky, it seems.
No, I honestly believe that this place is frequented by psychotic animal killers and FBI spies. Now where did I leave my tin foil hat? They're trying to scan for me again.
I'm worried too. Thankfully I have pills for that.
On a serious note I don't agree with making it clear that your tone is sarcastic. If people can't appreciate that it is then they won't enjoy it anyway. Although it's not as bad as the people who write [joke] joke [joke] around something and then it clearly isn't funny, that's just embarassing.
I can pick it up with people I know, but people I am unfamiliar with sometimes lose me if they are being sarcastic.
i guess your cat wasn't pleased
Well, considering from then (close to 4 or 5 years ago) until now he refuses to crap IN the litter box, he must do his business RIGHT NEXT TO IT, it would appear you're right
A bit of both really, true story told with just a hint of humour. What good would stopping do? The cat ran off quicker than I could possible chase it and the possum practically exploded as I hit it at nearly 60mph. If I was traveling at a speed that didn't cause instant annihilation maybe I'd stop, but then I also try to avoid hitting something.
When I saw your post I had hoped you'd be American as I was gonna say the reason I didn't stop and get out was cause I drive everywhere nekked and really blow your mind.
Right I have to walk into town now, stamping on snails as I go. Mmmmm crunchy on the outside soft in the middle, yum.
I've been fortunate in terms of roadkill. I've hit an armadillo and a bat. The bat had to be peeled off the grill.
Though I have had a deer and a dog that were hit by traffic die in my yard. They were hit wounded and limped to safety.
I notified the owners of the dog and when they didn't seem to care, I dragged it into the woods.
The deer was a beautiful creature. I told a hunter friend who considered the meat but it was too warm out so he dumped it in the woods for me. (Would have done it myself but when he came by to look at it he just took it to dump it.)
Though I have had a deer and a dog that were hit by traffic die in my yard. They were hit wounded and limped to safety.
I notified the owners of the dog and when they didn't seem to care, I dragged it into the woods.
The deer was a beautiful creature. I told a hunter friend who considered the meat but it was too warm out so he dumped it in the woods for me. (Would have done it myself but when he came by to look at it he just took it to dump it.)
Aww, KT, I'm sorry that happened. But at least it was quick, you didn't intend to, and you even had a funeral for them!
Thankfully, I haven't hit/ killed anything larger than a bee, but I did have a terribly close call with a dog. The dog's owners were on both sides of the street and one was calling to the dog. The dog ignored that owner... until the last possible second and then ran out in the middle of the street. I left tire marks. And I just sat there, dumbstruck. The owners looked ashamed. The dog looked proud of himself, the silly bastid.
Ooh. Okay, not my own roadkill story but for those more sensitive to the subject, I'll use InvisiText: Know guys 'round here that like to pit each other and each others' cars up and down curvy, mountainous highways (think Initial D minus drifting and dramatic music). Anyhow, this one guy was driving his 5.0 that he just got back from the shop and slaughtered an entire family of birds! The momma waited 'til the last second, but her four little baby birdies just couldn't get off the ground in time, and sadly, nor did the momma bird. When we all stopped at the agreed stopping point, they were still plastered to the front of his Mustang. *retch*
Thankfully, I haven't hit/ killed anything larger than a bee, but I did have a terribly close call with a dog. The dog's owners were on both sides of the street and one was calling to the dog. The dog ignored that owner... until the last possible second and then ran out in the middle of the street. I left tire marks.
And I just sat there, dumbstruck. The owners looked ashamed. The dog looked proud of himself, the silly bastid.Ooh. Okay, not my own roadkill story but for those more sensitive to the subject, I'll use InvisiText: Know guys 'round here that like to pit each other and each others' cars up and down curvy, mountainous highways (think Initial D minus drifting and dramatic music). Anyhow, this one guy was driving his 5.0 that he just got back from the shop and slaughtered an entire family of birds! The momma waited 'til the last second, but her four little baby birdies just couldn't get off the ground in time, and sadly, nor did the momma bird.
When we all stopped at the agreed stopping point, they were still plastered to the front of his Mustang. *retch*