On the way to a friend's house tonight, I saw something flailing on the side of the road... If I hadn't of been driving so slow I would have missed it completely or mistaken it for something like garbage or a stick falling off the side of the road...
But then I realized, it was a leg of something... Something had been hit and was sitting on the side of the road, flailing around...
So, because I'm gay, I stopped my car as close to the site of the accident as possible. I wanted to see if there was something that I could do, whatever the hell I might find laying helplessly on the side of the road. Mostly, in my head, I was thinking it was a dog. That was one of my fears, that there had been a dog hit on the side of the road by some fuckwit who decided to hit and run something that they didn't care about because it wasn't their dog... Or even worse, what if it was something like a person with really skinny legs or arms that was seriously hurt... It's movement reminded me of legs.
I get out of the car, and (not having a flash light) I took out my phone and used it as a flash light. My phone's really good at being super fucking bright. So, I'm creeping towards this writhing creature on the ground, hoping that it was just garbage, or something inanimate that I didn't have to be upset over...
There on the damn ground was a baby deer. It couldn't have been more than a year old. A baby deer who's leg had been obviously broken, and who had probably injured it's neck pretty badly because of the obscene angle it was in... So, what did I do?
I screamed and freaked out, more or less.
I started sobbing and ran back to my car, nearly got run over.. Drove to my friends house, took her WITH me to the scene of the accident...
And then promptly called the police...
I didn't know what else to do. I didn't have the number for animal rescue, I didn't know of any sort of "animal control" places that I could call... So the operator sent an office equipped with a k-9 unit to assess the situation. Basically, I told him what happened, and I was like "do you have to call anyone else or can you just kill it?" And he said that he could kill it.. I felt so horrible for sounding so callus about the poor thing writhing in pain only a few feet away from me... I was tempted to go near it, but before when I had gone towards it *like the idiot that I am* it freaked out, splayed out and rolled down a hill two or three times... Not that it wasn't already in shock but I'm stupid and have empathy for things that are in a huge, if not life threatening amount of pain... If you know me you know about the story of the stupid fucking rabbit that I hit, freaked out over, and then SAT with until it died... <-- retarded.
But anyway.
The cop was very polite, very empathetic... And told us he'd take care of the deer.
He also informed me that my registration was expired.
He was kind enough to check it for me.
Then I went to the diner and drowned my sorrows in coffee, and I said a little prayer for the deer...
I'm completely fucked in the head. But I don't care.
I hope the poor thing is at peace now. Fuck that person who decided it was a dandy idea to go speeding down Valley road and hit the fucking thing.
I hope a car hits them.
*side note. The officer also asked me if my car was okay. That was very kind of him, though it was probably part of his job to ask.
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I am Jack's raging blind hatred when it comes to idiots who think it's cool to run over animals.
Can not believe the chutzpah of that cop who ran your registration.
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