The sight of some poor dead animal on the road always brings mixed feelings.
I’m sorry for the animal and say a little word to the universe for them and I’m totally grossed out at the sometimes unrecognizable sight of blood and gore.
Today on the way to work I passed a county road truck and a man with a shovel waiting to head into the center of the two lane road to remove one of those poor dead things. It might have been a squirrel, I’m not sure.
I guess I never really considered who was removing them. I never really noticed that something in the road in the morning was gone in the afternoon.
I know it isn’t a job I’d want.
I’m sure glad there is someone doing it.
So thank you Mr. Shoveler for doing a job that needs to be done. I’ll say a little word to the universe for you too.
(No pictures to go with this post. You’re welcome.)