Cool-Beans
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I killed a squirrel today...or he committed suicide on my car. He fell on to the top of my car, then onto the front of my car. I thought it was a piece of wood at first, then I saw his body writhing and flopping around in the street behind me. Just as I realized I'd have to go back and run him over (which I was not looking forward to) he stopped writhing.
I almost cried. Every time I kill an animal, I am heartbroken. My husband goes out and shoots them on purpose and enjoys it and I don't care a bit. But when I kill one without trying, it sinks my mood for the day.
This brings my total roadkill to:
One cat
One raccoon
One bird
One squirrel
I think that might be too many dead animals for one person in 22 years. Am I over the average?

I almost cried. Every time I kill an animal, I am heartbroken. My husband goes out and shoots them on purpose and enjoys it and I don't care a bit. But when I kill one without trying, it sinks my mood for the day.
This brings my total roadkill to:
One cat
One raccoon
One bird
One squirrel
I think that might be too many dead animals for one person in 22 years. Am I over the average?