The Importance of Being Idle

The Evil That Men Do

It's been a long week, over seventy hours, and it's late on Saturday night.
While I was out driving today I think I ran over and killed a ferret or something similar. It wasn't intentional, and I felt awful about it but there was little I could do when this tiny little thing ran out in front of me on a busy road, and then dithered about in the middle, presumably frightened by all the rapidly moving objects surrounding it. It was right to be afraid. I don't know if it survived our encounter and was just buffeted by my passage or if, as I suspect, the tiny body I saw bouncing and rolling in my rear view mirror was dead. That got me thinking about all the other things I've seen dead by the side of the road over the years, and I see far too many things, and sadly run over one or two myself (the fox particularly still makes me feel sick to my stomach). There's just carnage along the side of roads in the countryside, particularly early in the morning when I'm often about. And you know I have never seen a live badger, ever, in my forty years on this planet, but I've seen far too many dead ones. Hell I even saw a dead deer the other day and wondered if the person who hit it did so deliberately, or if they just didn't care, or whether it was all just some horrible accident and the deer almost left them no choice. I feel sorry for the animals that have to live in this world we've made, a world so far beyond their comprehension or anything that evolution has equipped them for.
Which is all very bleak and depressing, which is odd because all things considered it's been a good week; the weather has been nice, work has been okay, money is coming in again and a debt is finally paid off. And kittens are getting so big! Well, Panda is, he's really starting to look like a boy cat, Boo is still very tiny and delicate. We have excellent kittens.

posted by BadMonkey @ 10:11 PM