I had the yuckiest experience today, my first road kill and it couldn't have been more tragic.
I was travelling an 80km stretch of road with my client in the McLaren Vale today when on the road I noticed a mummy ducky hurriedly waddling across the road closely followed by 2 little ducklings following their mum in blind faith and trust. In a split second so many thoughts crossed my mind, ' oh no I think I'm going to run over these little fellas', 'I'm only supposed to stop for a horse', 'I can't cause an accident over some ducklings', 'I'll try to swerve them, maybe they'll just pass under the car', 'What are they doing in the middle of the country?', 'go away I don't want to be in this position!'.
I swerved and horridly looked in the rear view mirror hoping to see them stumbling towards the other end of the road but those fluffy piles weren't moving I was deeply sad to see. I pulled over to the side of the road and my client said, 'there's nothing you could have done'.
No one wins, poor ducky, ducklings and me. I apologised to God and moved on.
There is something so not cool about killing one of the most defenceless animals around. I hate being human sometimes.
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