Rest in peace, little brown squirrel
In memory of the little squirrel who got run over when I was out jogging this afternoon.
the wind wilts flowers
and dulls the green of summer
but leaves gold behind
The squirrel tried to make it back to the side of the road, but it didn't stand a chance. The driver sped by at about 10 miles over the speed limit. It was the most sickening and saddening sight I have seen in a while. From the way it struggled, I have no doubt that the squirrel suffered terribly in its last moments. At least I'm comforted by the knowledge that if I get run over, the driver will be held accountable and I'll haunt their conscience (if they have one) until the end of their days.
But no one cares about a squirrel.
It just isn't fair.
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To the little brown squirrel, Thank you for your frolicking that was enjoyed by all.
poor sqwerlly. If only cranky had been there to save him.
I was very moved and upset by your story, and wish to add my ode to the humble squirrel:
I have an unabashed adoration for the squirrel, since i live in Australia and it is closer to a mythical creature than a pest. The first time I saw one in England, I was entranced. It bounded through the snow, tail held high, and, to my greatest delight- when it paused I saw its treasure- just like in the children's books... it carried an acorn. It stood, sniffed and then began to bury this delectable find. I promised him I wouldn't tell a soul where it lay.
LittleM, I'm so terribly sad you had to see this happen. I don't think I'd be able to get clear of it for some time... (((((littleM)))))
Lavendar does what I do, say a prayer in thanks for the beauty and joy that tiny spirit brought into the world. Who knows how many people looked at him in delight? No, only a few of us care about a squirrel...
It's small comfort to know that he assuredly felt nothing. Little animals like that, so high-strung, like bunnies, they go into shock at the drop of a hat. At that point, they feel nothing and are quickly on their way out of this life.
God bless the little squirrel. And God bless you, lm, for a tender heart.
And we care.
That little spark of a life was important, and who knows what adventure his spirit has gone on to now?
Having a tender heart can be a very difficult burden.
Like jaypo said, it takes me a long time to get over these things, too. Sigh.
((((((hugs, littlem)))))
{{{{hugs}}}} we care. about the squirrel, and about you.
When I see a rabbit that's been hit by a car (and I see all too many of them) I always say one of the phrases from Watership Down. It seems appropriate for squirrels, too.
"My heart has joined the Thousand, my friend stopped running today."
I'm glad to hear that Unicorn is still thriving :o)
I'd rather not drive at all, if I could avoid it. (Not just because of squirrels and other critters, but that's a major reason).
I just didn't know what to do when I saw it. I cried, and when I regained my breath I was going to go back home, but I ended up running until my lungs burned. At first I was furious with the driver, but really, it could have been me or anyone else.
A terrible thing, LM, but maybe you were meant to see it? If that little squirrlie died in front of a jaded, uncaring person, its death would go unnoted; it certainly would not garner such pretty verse from them.
But it died in front of a gentle soul; in front of you LM, and it's passing has gained comments, hugs, sentiments and sadness.
Somewhere, there is comfort here.
The local ones play dare with cars all the time.
Probably once a week I have to stop for one driving to and from Sair's ballet.
I love them, but they're squirrelly.
And not everyone stops.
When I was a younger'un, I had a paper route. We used to call fall "squirrel season," because there would be squirrels skwershed all over the road! We breed 'em pretty dumb down here. It was awful to have to walk down the street and see all the skwerl pancakes...
Rest in peace, leetle squirrel.
And I'm sorry you had to see that. :(
I honestly will get tears in my eyes, if i see an animal get ran over, it breaks my
heart- they feel pain just like we do.
:(
sorry you had to see that, LM. I love the squirrels, but unfortunatley this is the time of year where they are fattening up and scurrying around. Too many crazy drivers and weight slowing the skwerls down = lots of squishies around here. I see a few every day, and it makes me really sad.
One of the saddest things I remember seeing (I may have told this story before) was driving with my sister and there was a squirrel at the center line who had been hit in the rear, and the poor little dewd was struggling to pull himself across the road. It was awful, I was just hoping for another car to hit him quick and put him out of his misery, as awful as that would still be at least it would be quick.
I also probably told the story once about an evil person who sped along the road and hit a beaver or something like it trying to cross the road...I and the person in front of me, I htink, had slowed wayyy down because you could see it way ahead, and the evil person just sped along and hit it, they didn't squish it, and it ran off, but I was so furious I would have shot them if I had a gun in my car, they were laughing!
ugh...sorry to tell such awful stories....*sigh*
I hate that so much! People with cars are so ruthless it just isn't fair at all.
I freak out every time I see a dead animal on a road. My mom just tells me to suck it up, because it might have had a bad life, so now its free.
Last year, I completely lost it when I saw a cat. And I couldn't take it anymore I collapsed to my knees on the street and brokedown. My sisters had to hold me because I was shaking so much. It was awful, it was right next to the street gruesome an all.
R.I.P Squirrel & Kitty<3