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A raccoon. I ran over it on the county road. Was in a hurry so couldn't really stop. I saw it flop/roll into the ditch and made a note of where it landed. On the way home that same way I stopped to look for it. Could not find it anywhere. I found some matted grass and fur on the road so I know I was in the right place. Didn't see any blood anywhere and no body. The thing as almost as big as a small dog. I'm assuming it survived. Or at least did for long enough to go elseware to kick the bucket.
I've been in the car when my husband had a bird fly into the windshield and another time when my mom hit and ran over a deer.
We stopped to see to the deer because it ended up in the middle of the highway, sitting up, on a dark night. We wanted to see if we could shoo, or skoot the critter off the highway. Another person stopped their car just before the deer and angled their car so that their lights hit the deer and alerted other drivers to the danger sooner. Still another person almost hit the deer soon after (stupid driver). Before we could actually try to shoo the deer or move it (it was looking around dazedly) it got up and limped the rest of the way across the road. Nothing looked mangled maybe hairline fractures but no bones sticking out or anything. It was amazing. Mom actually ran over the thing and it spun behind us. I don't know how it survived.
In all cases I had this sick feeling in the pit of my stomach and felt badly for the critters. It's life. Death is normal and in all of those cases it was unavoidable.
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