Road Kill

North Florida: Road Kill capital of the world. Just this week I encountered :

Possum
Fox
Ssssssnake
Armadillo
Deer
Squirrel!
Raccoon.

When I ride my motorcycle I obsess over animals. My main fear is that one will dart into my path and that one, or both of us, will sustain mortal injuries.

Riding through Custer State Park in South Dakota I developed a mantra:

I hope I don’t hit a squirrel.
Better a squirrel than a fox.
Better a fox than a hog.
Better a hog than a large dog.
Better a large dog than a deer.
Better a deer than a buffalo.
Better a buffalo than an elephant.
Better an elephant than a blue whale.
Glug. Glug. Glug.

Now, this is true. These are the things that trip through my mind when I ride. I also sing Dixie Chicks and Elvis Presley songs at the top of my lungs in the hope that my voice will deter animals from crossing my path. So far, so good.

Peace, People!

Author: nananoyz

I'm a semi-retired crazy person with one husband and two cats. View all posts by nananoyz