Strange
I came upon a rather odd, sad scene this morning on the way in to work. There was an SUV facing me, parked in the road, with it's door open and the back hatch open as well. In front of the car was a well dressed lady holding a plastic shopping bag and just sobbing. As I pulled along side, I noticed a squirrel in the road, running in circles with blood gushing out of it's nose.
I pulled over and went up to her. The poor lady was just beside herself. Through her choking sobs, she told me that usually she avoids them, but there was another car coming this day, and she couldn't avoid hitting the squirrel. She was trying to pick it up, but she couldn't. I put my hand on her shoulder, said I'd do it.
I took the bag, and got the squirrel. It was obviously going to die, so I was just basically getting it out of the road. The poor lady cried harder, thanked me for taking care of it, and got back in her car. After asking her if she was OK to get herself home, I drove off as well.
Only to pull over at the top of the road there. The squirrel had stopped moving at this point, so I got out and walked into the woods for a few feet. Turned the bag over and let him slide out to the ground, then, and this, I guess, is the kid in me, covered him with few leaves. I couldn't see leaving him in the bag and depositing him in a trash can somewhere. I figured he should at least be in the woods.
Kind of a surreal start to my morning.