Saturday, June 21, 2003  


Shit happens.

I looked in my rear view mirror, after running over the cat, to see it survived my car running over its head, but because it ran off there was little I could do. I feel bad even though the cat gave me little option due to the speed it ran out in front of me, if it died, it died a senseless death.

I looked over my shoulder in the direction of the screams, I was about ten feet from a stoat chasing a baby rabbit. The chase was over very quickly, the stoat went for the throat and the scream stopped dead. The rabbit was still jerking slightly as the stoat dragged it off over the hill. The stoat had to do it, to survive and feed its young, the rabbit died for a reason.

Two different deaths in two days, and I'm finding it hard to figure out the differences, apart from the obvious. I know one thing, I never want to hear that scream again !

| posted by Simon | 1:10 am | 0 comments
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