Alright...it may be a little traumatizing to hear....sigh.

One day, I was pulling out of the sideroad onto the main, and there it was. This beautiful creation of nature, vibrant in youth and life, only following it's instincts, and as I pulled out it unsuspectingly flew right into the front of my vehicle...I...I just couldn't brake or swerve in time. There was no one else in the road, but even if there had been, it was no use. The poor creature fell victim to my motor vehicle, it's life snuffed out in an instant while it was only trying to live its life. And there I was, driving, just trying to get a days pay so I could put food on the table.

When it was over with, I sat for a moment contemplating this. I got out, took the remains, and laid them by the side of the road. There was no damage to my truck, but the damage to my heart will always remain.







****ing butterflies.



Otherwise, I've only had some close calls so far. I live out in the country, a lot of sideroads where a lot of wildlife is. Deer, raccoons, possums, squirrels, rabbits...I see them on the side of the road all the time...poor buggers. If no one else is on the road, I always kinda mosey because of this. One day I know I'm just gonna smoke a deer and it's going to kill me.