Monday, October 23, 2017

Drive Like Life Depends On It

Three dead deer and five dead raccoons on the road yesterday morning reminded me of Kipling’s poem about the true “blood sport” of the modern era.

1 comment:

LRM said...

God,I loved 'Just So Stories.'I haven't thought about it in years. Thank you for the charming memories.

I think there might be an unusually high number of inadvertent suicides among the local wildlife of late. Returning from the Eastern Shore, I counted 4 dead deer, 4 red fox, 2 possums;I stopped counting the flattened squirrels and woodchuck. Such a disappointment.