Kamikaze Birds

All I can say is that there must have been tons of worms on the wet streets this morning. I had to maneuver around no less than 10 swooping, hopping or running birds (robins mostly) recklessly insinuating themselves directly in my path… all within perhaps 2 miles that I drive before I reach a major city street.

‘Sokay… I’ve had to test my driving reflexes quite a bit this week. On my way to work yesterday morning, I literally faced some sort of medium sized terrier calmly trotting down my side of the road directly towards the car. Fortunately, I wasn’t going very fast on the small road… but even after I stopped completely, he just kept coming as if nothing were out of place in the slightest. Afraid that the impatient guy behind me would just try to gun around me, not knowing why I was stopped in the middle of the street, and hit the dog (which has happened in the past), I finally beeped the horn at it a couple of times, and it meandered off to the side of the road. *shaking head*

And then on the way home later in the evening on that very same road, I had to wait for a family of deer to cross a carlength or two in front of me. As a rule, of course, if you see one there’s always more, so I just stopped until I could see no more coming, through the dusk. Three passed immediately, and then there was one last straggler that was novel enough to try angling back to pass behind me.

Honestly, though I’m a huge animal lover, I hate these kinds of encounters… precisely BECAUSE I’m an animal lover. Not only do I fuss about how I COULD have hit them and I may not be so lucky next time, I also fuss about who else will probably hit them. The evidence of such is quite readily available everywhere you turn around here. One of the things I’m not thrilled with about the place. I’ve come to the staunch conclusion that wild animals and cars should NOT cohabitate.