Today while my friend (and moral support) was driving me to court (I’m a teacher who was speeding in a school zone), I noticed 3 dead raccoons on the side of the road. And believe it or not, these poor raccoons (may they rest in peace) sparked today’s Slice.
About eight years ago, I made my first big purchase. I had been at my first teaching job for about 3 months, was living with my parents (so no rent or bills), had a part time job, and money that was burning a whole in my pocket…so I bought a brand new car. My car was so brand spanking new, it only had 6 miles on it! It was such a huge commitment, and I was ecstatic.
One day, I was enjoying a cruise in my new ride. I was driving down a stretch of road that had a speed limit of 50. When suddenly I saw it…the raccoon. I freaked out! I couldn’t stop because I was going too fast. I couldn’t swerve because I didn’t want to cause an accident. So, I hit it. The thud thud of my front and back it, still haunts me to this day. I was hysterical!
Oh my goodness! I just killed a living thing,
What if that was a mommy raccoon? I just orphaned a bunch of baby raccoons!
What if it was Daddy? Now who’s going to feed and support all those little mouths?
I was inconsolable the rest of the drive home. I panicked my father when he saw my face. I managed to stammer through the tears.
“Oh I’m sorry! Did you check your car?”
Tears stop suddenly. “Why would I do that?”
“Raccoons are big. They can cause damage.”
I ran out the door alarmed. My bummer was cracked! My brand, new baby was scarred.
My sympathy for the raccoon vanished instantly.