Hi. I'm Taryn. I'm an animal lover. If things were my way? I'd likely fill my house with animals and not necessarily children (or maybe both if time and resources were on my side?). At one point in my life, my household consisted of 2 cats, 1 dog, 1 guinea pig, 1 rabbit, and 2 geckos. I'd have loved to toss a horse and a llama into the mix. (Why the llama? Because you don't often meet someone with a pet llama.)
Now that we have that out of the way...
I'm driving home from the restaurant yesterday, and I'm pulling on to the onramp, and out of the corner of my eye, my headlights flash on a little black cat. And wouldn't you know it, that damn cat leaps off the guardrail directly into my path. I braked and swerved, but to no avail.
I ran the little guy over at 40 miles an hour. And I slapped my hand over my mouth and gasped and quickly contemplated what I should do. I could pull over ... but there's no shoulder. And if I pull over, do I really want to get out and make sure I smushed the kitty dead? Not particularly.
The most God-awful thing to happen this week: was an animal lover that ran over a critter.
I saw someone's dead yellow lab on the shoulder of the highway on the drive home, too.
It was not a good day for household pets on the highway.