cagedbirdsinging
Maya's Mama
I had to share this with some understanding folks.
I live in a very rural area with more wildlife than you can shake a stick at. You can't stand in the middle of the road and throw a rock in each direction without finding roadkill in that radius. No, that is not an exaggeration.
Part of that is because there is just SO much wildlife roaming about, but I am completely convinced that another part is ignorance and hateful drivers. I've heard plenty of second-hand encounters of people hitting animals intentionally on the road as if it were some sort of game.
Anyway, here I was, driving my way to work. It was early afternoon with plenty of light, so I had no problem spotting the moving rock in the middle of my lane. At around 200 feet, I was able to recognize it as a turtle. It was around 8 inches, if I had to guess. This turtle had places to go!
Now, normally you do not need to assist animals crossing the road. A simple slow-down will buy most mammals enough time to cross safely. This turtle, though, would need several minutes to cross and did not have those minutes! I put my 4-ways on and pulled just enough to the side of the road for folks to know that I was stopped, but not quite enough for them to pass me. Or so I thought.
I was jogging toward the turtle when a driver in a pick-up decided that they had somewhere to go and steered around me to get past. I think you know where I'm going with this.
I wasn't able to move the remains from the road because of the only grace to come of the incident. It didn't have suffer and the end was instantaneous.
I trudged back to my car, totally speechless. I drove forward to a place where I could pull over safely and out of sight of the incident. Turned the car off and just cried.
Granted, I'm a very emotional person and can/will cry over the simplest of things, but this upset me on a very deep level. This truck was plenty enough behind me to see that I had clearly pulled over and was out of my car and in my lane for a good reason. I want so deeply to believe that this was an accident, but I can't fathom how this person couldn't have seen what I was doing.
I believe that there is a reason for everything and that turtle clearly wasn't meant to make it, but that didn't stop my heart from breaking. I had myself a good cry and made it to work on time somehow.

I live in a very rural area with more wildlife than you can shake a stick at. You can't stand in the middle of the road and throw a rock in each direction without finding roadkill in that radius. No, that is not an exaggeration.
Part of that is because there is just SO much wildlife roaming about, but I am completely convinced that another part is ignorance and hateful drivers. I've heard plenty of second-hand encounters of people hitting animals intentionally on the road as if it were some sort of game.
Anyway, here I was, driving my way to work. It was early afternoon with plenty of light, so I had no problem spotting the moving rock in the middle of my lane. At around 200 feet, I was able to recognize it as a turtle. It was around 8 inches, if I had to guess. This turtle had places to go!
Now, normally you do not need to assist animals crossing the road. A simple slow-down will buy most mammals enough time to cross safely. This turtle, though, would need several minutes to cross and did not have those minutes! I put my 4-ways on and pulled just enough to the side of the road for folks to know that I was stopped, but not quite enough for them to pass me. Or so I thought.
I was jogging toward the turtle when a driver in a pick-up decided that they had somewhere to go and steered around me to get past. I think you know where I'm going with this.
I wasn't able to move the remains from the road because of the only grace to come of the incident. It didn't have suffer and the end was instantaneous.
I trudged back to my car, totally speechless. I drove forward to a place where I could pull over safely and out of sight of the incident. Turned the car off and just cried.
Granted, I'm a very emotional person and can/will cry over the simplest of things, but this upset me on a very deep level. This truck was plenty enough behind me to see that I had clearly pulled over and was out of my car and in my lane for a good reason. I want so deeply to believe that this was an accident, but I can't fathom how this person couldn't have seen what I was doing.
I believe that there is a reason for everything and that turtle clearly wasn't meant to make it, but that didn't stop my heart from breaking. I had myself a good cry and made it to work on time somehow.