and you know...the thing is, when I was in my garden not 3 days ago, I saw something out of the corner of my eye perched on my blueberry bush. I looked closer...a baby robin. I told my 7 yr. old dd to run and get my camera...I got real real close and it just perched there, it didn't fly away.
Even my 3 yr. old dd was shaking the bush a wee tiny bit and it just sat there. But then poof it flew away after like 5 minutes of us staring at it.
I thought, did it run into the garage window and stun itself? Why is it just sitting there? But then it made it's frightened call and flew away. So I was happy me and my girls got to see the little creature so up close.
...and now to come up on this one today about a mile from home... sigh. Just reminds me of my chickies I've got on my porch now...so small and frail and defenseless....I mean it really looked like a chickie and that's why I had to turn around...I really thought I hit a chick and was thinking, what would a chick be doing in the middle of the road but there are 2 farm driveways right there and one is lined with pines so you just don't know what could be behind there...but it was a baby robin.
But the way it was standing and the sun hit it at the right moment and the profile...totally reminded me of one of my wee wittle buff orpingstons.
It's not the first...probably won't be the last....
I've hit another bird flying, a raccoon crossing one night, and a cat fighting with another cat but the one got it and the other got away one late night coming home from work. I even went back the next day but didn't see it but it had to have major injury because it was having a seizure but when i turned around that night I couldn't find it. But I went back and asked the 3 neighboring farms if they were missing a cat and I wanted to appologize because I had hit one...they just shrugged it off and said basically if it was theirs it was alright because it was just a barn cat. Suppose that's the way it is for some folks.
I had a friend in highschool right up the street from my house (livin in my childhood house right now) swerve to miss a dog crossing the road and flipped her car and ditched it and crawled out the broken back window...she was battered and bruised but ok. I think I learned my lesson not to swerve from that...literally happened about 5 houses down the road...fire engines...the whole shabang...big talk and concern for our friend the next day at school when she didn't show up....but thankful she was ok.
No swerving.