Oh...my....gawd. I finally did it. I created roadkill.
It's been about 5 plus months that I have been residing here in Jolly Ol' England. And that means 5 plus months of seeing 100 plus roadkill that decorates the countryside, which I have roamed everyday since I've been here. And today....just down the street from the my house....I killed a bird.
I knew that it was only a matter a time that I was going to end a furry or feathery little creature, and was dreading that day. That day has arrived, and you know what I did? After hearing what sounded like a baseball hitting my bumper and seeing an object with wings from the corner of my eye, I screamed at the top of my lungs, scaring the neighborhood, then five seconds later busted out laughing. Sorry, the bird caught me in a good mood, and I think I was in shock.
I feel horrible indeed, but that shizz was a hilarious moment.....I just hope I don't get visited by the spirit of the poor thing accompanied by ghost bird shit.
And just because....here's a couple of pictures I took at random times of other roadkill, because I'm weird like that.