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July 02, 2006
Survival of the fittest
With all the rain we've had recently, all the frogs have come out to play. On Saturday afternoon as my mom and I left for Starbucks, she looked up at me from the driveway and told me the bad news:
Mom: You ran over a frog.
Me: Ughhhhh! Ew. Don't tell me.
Mom: It's totally smooshed. It's lying belly up.
Me: Stop!
Mom: And it looks like a baby!
Me: Aaaaaagh!
I hate when I run over wildlife. Dad got in the van this morning and said "Hey, it looks like you hit a frog." Mom started cackling from the back seat and I started groaning again. On the way to church, a squirrel was sitting in the middle of the road and I had to come to a complete stop to keep from smashing it. Stupid squirrel.
I've decided that I need to start thinking differently. Maybe I'm doing the animals a favor by killing off the stupid ones that don't move when something large and green is headed straight for them. Survival of the fittest. Just doing my part to smarten up the animal kingdom.
Posted by Allison at July 2, 2006 06:50 PMI ran over a lynx or some other large cat-beast shortly after midnight before reaching Hays Kansas on my trip. Going 80 miles an hour. I looked for the carcas on the return journey. No luck. It knocked off some hard plastic under the right front tire causing a hideous rubbing noise. I jury-rigged a fix using a metal coat hanger. Stupid beasts and interstate 70.
My animal-loving parents would slaughter me for this, but hey, if that bee from many months back had the nerve to sting me after it crawled into a hole in my sock as I tried to remove it, then, hell, I have every right to try to kill it, and I did with help. The bee didn't find me all cute and cuddly like that squirrel you posted about. It just out and out stung me. As I see it, wildlife and humans will both try to defend themselves, and that's just the way the world works.
Posted by: Cory at July 2, 2006 07:22 PM