What friends are for.
"I ran over a chipmunk today."
"Oh, Abby, why? Why did the chipmunk have to die?"
"It was an accident! I tried to stop in time. Then I saw it in my rear-view mirror, smeared across the road."
"Poor little chipmunk."
"Maybe it had cancer, and I spared it a gruesome, painful death."
"Or maybe it had just been miraculously cured, and it was running across the road to tell its family."
"'GOOD NEWS, EVERYONE! I'M GOING TO LI—'"
"I bet you killed it right in front of its family, too. Right when they were all, 'You're going to what? WHAT?'"
"Hey, look, a bunny rabbit!"
"Where?"
"It ran away."
"It smells the scent of death on you."
"I think that chipmunk was dying. I think I'm the Jack Kevorkian of chipmunks."
"That chipmunk was running across the road, calling to its beloved, 'HONEY, I'M PREG—'"
"I just knew you'd make me feel better about this."










July 29, 2008
Reader Comments (60)
Nope. Might even accelerate.
A chipmunk, mind you. They're cute. And they sing. With their squeaky little voices that could peel wallpaper...
New blog tagline. Just sayin.
I work at a wildlife rescue organization and experience animal deaths almost every day. I won't go in to the twisted sense of humor we have all aquired surrounding animal death. From here on out, I'm going to be WAY more creative!
Just know that I would fit into your group of friends---very well.
"You look great""You honestly can't tell you've put on weight""What are you talking about? You look fine"
What my kids say to me.......
"How come your belly is so floppy?"
@George: so you got out of the car until the people who saw you run it over went away, but you didn't actually bother to check that the squirrel - which had been alive enough to drag itself along - wasn't still suffering? Wow.
Sorry. Have an abundance of squirrels in the back yard and would feel bad about running one of them over. Not so much the raccoons.
I love it. Thank you.