I think I ran over a cat last Thursday.
It could have been some other small four-legged mammal. But I'm pretty sure I ran it over.
It wasn't my fault, honest.
I was driving a section of Herndon Parkway that's a well-lit canyon of sound-barrier walls with a pretty rigid 35 mile per hour speed limit.
I'm not a cop, but catching speeders on Herndon Parkway seems just like shooting fish in a barrel, so I was taking it very easy.
Out of the left side of my eye, I saw a black, cat-like shape on the left side of the road.
As I laid off the gas, it darted across the road. I hit the brake to let it pass in front of me and I thought I was in the clear, when I swear it cut back towards my rear wheels.
I lost sight of it as it approached the side of my car. Then I felt a bump.
Actually, it was more like a bump and crunch.
It's the first time I can recall running a previously-unsquished animal over. It wasn't pleasant.
I checked my mirrors and didn't see anything, so as far as I know, there's a decomposing mammal wedged up in my undercarriage.
I do have to get my car inspected and tuned up this month, so I guess I will find out.
How horrible. Did you think to stop and see if it was still alive? That thing might have suffered.
ReplyDeleteI hear it's worse for Prius owners.
ReplyDeleteBecause they're so quiet, you know.
The cars, not the owners. They're pretty annoying.