But this is what people do when they Road-Kill.  They go through the stages of grief. Don’t they?


It’s a two-way road with steep drop offs instead of shoulders, and long curvy slopes that made driving more than 60 mph impossible. It was only 8 PM, and several cars were behind me and one coming in my direction on their side of the road.  I saw this line of raccoons crossing the road in a perfect line one after the other.

My brain went into overdrive and quickly calculated my options.  I could not swerve to the left because there were just as many raccoons on the left as there were on the right.  If I swerved to the right there were more raccoons, the road drops off, and I would most certainly be severely injured or killed.  If I break too quickly then the car behind me would most definitely hit me and I would be hurt.


So, I swerved slightly to the right and pressed on the breaks hoping that my actions would spare the raccoons.  My heart sank and my skin shivered as I felt the car skip in cadence with the loud thumping noise that raccoons make when they come in contact with everything that’s underneath the car.

Should I pull over?  “Why?” My brain kept racing through more options along with the answers.  “There isn’t a shoulder for another 20 miles, and what are you going to do? CPR? Mouth to mouth?  Give them Anesthesia?  What about the other raccoons? You think they’re going to let you get near the two injured raccoons?  Do you want rabies?” My brain kept going on and on trying to bring some logic into the situation at hand.

The guy behind me did not even flinched.  He kept driving as if there was nothing in front of him- on the road.

I felt horrible is an understatement.20171019_001119893579706.jpg

I prayed, and prayed until I could pull over.  My tear ducts went into overload and soon tears welled up in my eyes because my inner and outer canthi were not about to yield to this emotional outburst,  so the tears disappeared as soon as they appeared.

It was not my fault!!!! I tried everything to avoid hitting the raccoons! I did not want rabies and there was nothing I could have done!

I know. I know, not another sappy story? But this is what people do when they Road-Kill.  They go through the stages of grief. Don’t they?

Aztk Prncss by Shiloh Hunter

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Author: Aztk Prncss

Aztec Princess : The views and opinions are my own. A writer of life in general- no matter the topic/politics- yeap. This is the Social Personality of a girl who endured a devastating blow to her personal, and professional life brought on by individuals and or persons who by their actions manifested a personal storm of cataclysmic proportions which caused her to lose everything she worked for and almost claimed her life. The name Salsa Pig came from her love of Salsa Dancing, and her inability to lose the extra lbs due to the unbelievable Stress she endured. Whatever is going on in your life, stay strong, stay positive, and always remember: I can do all things through Christ, who strengthens me- Philippians 4:13 Be Not Afraid: Isaiah 41:10 Share the love, and link: All my love, Aztec Princess by Shiloh Hunter

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