…so fucking sad. Driving to Mishawaka with my Mum yesterday to spend a bit of money at Old Navy. En route, we pass road kill. But it wasn’t quite road kill. Yet.
This poor little furry cute being had been hit by a car and was still alive. Clinging to life. We both saw it lift it’s head and try to move, and then I couldn’t seem to find him in the rearview mirror anymore.
He was some sort of groundhog or beaver or something. And his life was almost over. I am so sad to have witnessed that. If even for a just a moment. Sometimes life is just so damn brutal.