Anyone who runs over ANY animal on purpose is lacking in humanity, at the very least. Any way you can-um-find out if he has a rodent problem?
Before he died, my dad sold his mountain and cabin to a guy who runs a ‘make a wish’/’Christian hunt club’ thing.
[supposedly]
Happily he doesn’t live there 24/7 so some critters make it across the “perilous” dirt lane in front of my house.
Slinky had the misfortune of coming out of hibernation and sunning himself there on the day that one of his hunt buddies was visiting.
They know I’m livid.
He hasn’t been around much since then and when he is, he avoids me.
It’s just a snake, right?
[a wild one who curled around my feet and let me touch him]
Wouldn’t have been near as bad if the punk who smashed him hadn’t spun his wheels and tore all the skin off his back.
I just hope he didn’t linger.
Unless their heads are crushed, they can suffer a long time before they die.