Driving to work this morning, I was on a shady back road when I suddenly spotted a bird right in front of my car. When it didn't immediately fly off, I tried to put it between my tires. I'm not certain I hit it, but the muffled bump and the feathers swirling around the road when I looked in my rear view mirror lead me to believe I did.
The worst part is, I kept hearing a cheeping noise as I drove to work and was convinced the (slow-moving, suicidal) bird was stuck in my grill. It turns out it wasn't but I'm still angry with that bird for not holding up its end of the contract and ruining my Monday morning.
7 comments:
I HATE THAT! I think he was committing suicide. Not your fault.
I went through a phase where I hit a bird nearly every time I drove somewhere. I HATE birds, so that part wasn't so bad... but I got tired of worrying one of them would damage my car.
Lousy suicidal birds! I hope you weren't too shaken up!
Husband recently wrecked our front fender swerving into the sidewalk to avoid a (thrillseeker?) jaywalking cat. So at least the bird didn't damage your car?
Awww, poor little birdie.
Oh, how horrible! So sorry for both of you!!
The same thing happened to me w/ a rabbit once. I thought we had a deal fuzzy bunny. I even felt bad enough to turn around and see if I hit him and if he was still alive. Couldn't find him anywhere, just some fur, so I concluded that he just got a nasty boo boo and it was his own damn fault anyway.
I have done the same thing so many times because birds are total idiots lol
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