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Skunk

January 11, 2011

I don’t know what it is, but I feel so bad when animals get hurt. I guess that’s a normal reaction to seeing road kill, an injured animal or an animal whimpering in pain. But is it entirely normal to watch the news, hear that people are killed and injured and I just react like “oh that’s too bad” but when I see a hurt animal I just can’t handle it. I can’t function. The channel has to be changed, or I have to close my eyes and ears.

For the past week I’ve been walking along Fraser hwy to my usual bus stop. I’ve been walking past a dismembered skunk everyday this past week. The smell has diminished but I can still smell it where parts of its body is. Is it okay that this poor skunk has been there for a week? No. The first day I saw it, it was in the middle of the road. My gut told me to cross the hwy and pick it up and bury it. I of course was on my way to work and I didn’t have anything to pick it up with. On my way home from work I saw that the skunk was in two pieces, and was now at the side of the road. Today the skunk is in three pieces, and it’s body parts are anywhere from 7 – 10 feet away from each other. I still feel awful walking beside it. What if a human was hit by a car. Would it get left in the middle of the road repeatedly run over? What the fuck is wrong with humanity.

About 6 years ago my mum and I were driving along Fraser and 152nd. Someone hit a rabbit. The person must have hit the poor animal a few minutes before we got there. I made my mum turn around and we stopped, picked it up with a towel and put it in the back seat. By the time we got home the poor rabbit died. It’s now buried in our back yard. Is that an abnormal thing to do? Am I too compassionate to animals? Is that even possible?!

Anyways, I just want to say that if a person was hit, someone would care for them. Why should an animal be any different? In fact, I think we should care more for animals. Animals cannot speak up. Animals can’t tell us how much they hurt they can only make uncomfortable sounds that pull on our heart strings. Rest in peace skunk, I hope you’re in one piece in animal heaven and that you are going to ghost spray whoever hit you and didn’t help.

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