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Monday, December 7, 2009

In Memory Of...

this duck
whose life tragically ended at approximately 5:28pm on our way home from church yesterday when our van hit it at 50 mph.

I saw the duck a split second before Matt did, who was driving, and let out an involuntary piercing scream, but there was no hope. The duck was flying about 2 feet off the ground across 4 lanes of traffic...he made it through 3 of the 4 lanes. The car driving next to us blocked the view of the duck until it was too late. It had been raining, so the roads were wet, and I'm just thankful that Matt didn't react more drastically to my earth-shattering scream by swerving and hitting another car. I've never killed an animal while driving, and this statement is still true as I wasn't driving, but I couldn't help feeling sorry for the duck the rest of the way home from church. His life was cut short, and it was all our fault. When we got home from church and were able to assess the damage it did to our car, I wasn't feeling so sorry for the duck any more. That stupid duck trying to fly across 4 lanes of traffic, 2 feet off the ground...he deserved to die, but why'd it have to be our car that had to hit him and get dented?!!

3 comments:

Angela (Turner) Howland said...

Poor duck. I feel your pain. A few weeks ago there was a cat on the bridge near our house and I tried to dodge it or at least straddle it enough with the car that I wouldn't actually hit it, but it was an awful sound! I really thought I killed it, but I didn't. I saw it behind me still in the road and thought it better get outta there or it was going to get hit again! I wondered if I should call the animal shelter place that's right there, but didn't. Hopefully that cat got to safety. I have actually hit a deer though. Totally shattered the grill of my parents Buick at only like 35 miles an hour. I never saw the deer so it must not have been hit too badly. Or maybe it just ran away to die? :( Crazy animals- stay away from the roads!!

Anna said...

Haha oh my gosh Haley, poor Van and poor duck!

I thought I was going to my brother and I the night I hit a skunk-I was going 85 on the way back to Idaho and *bam!* the poor thing didn't stand a chance. It's still the only thing I've ever hit.

Eva said...

I like this post... (I can't say it's funny because that would be morbid, but if that wasn't considered morbid I would say this is a funny post) =)