A few months ago my husband and I were driving through a national park and he squashed a chipmunk!! There was something almost sacrilegious about killing an animal in a national park. What was worse, the little rodent had a huge mouthful of nuts... probably taking them back to her starving little dewy eyed babies. At the time, I mercilessly harangued him for it but today I made a squirrel take a dance with death and I've seen the light.
I came inches from committing a hit-and-run on our street.
What could I do? The crazy squirrel darted out from behind a parked car into my path. He actually went through my wheels and lived to tell the tale.
Bucky rides again.
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