I close my eyes for a second and say a little prayer every time I see a dead possum, squirrel or raccoon laying in the road! Mostly something like, "Well God, St. Francis, Laurie, Ernie (animal loving friends of mine why died way too young.) I hope their passing was as painless as possible and that they were not too scared. Give him a hug and a kiss for me." I often think about buying a little shovel to keep in my trunk, just so every time I see one I can stop and pick it up and just carry it off the road, maybe put it under some bushes or something, something more respectful.

Now think of what I feel when I see a domesticated animal laying dead in the road. I have stopped a couple times and knocked on doors to find the owner of a dead dog that was laying in the road. Part of me wants to beat the crap out of the idiots for letting their animals run free or because they weren't properly secured in their yard. What kills me too is how could anyone do this and drive away? And then how many more cars are just zipping by, and at the most just swerving to avoid it? Once a young guy stopped right after I did and went over to the dog as I was running up the driveway of the nearest house, and I asked him if he was dead and he said yes. He held up his hand to stop traffic (it was raining and this dog was laying in the middle of one of the lanes and people were just driving around him!) and he pulled him over to the shoulder of the road. I found the owners house and waited in my car to make sure the guy was going to go right out and get him. Sorry to sound like this, but it makes me hate the human race with even more passion than I already do. I don't even like to say aloud what I pray for to happen to these ignorant people who do such things. I go home and hug my big dog extra tight too. At least you and I can take some comfort in the fact that we aren't the only ones who feel the way we do.

More people should understand the following quote:

<font color=blue> All the arguments to prove man's superiority cannot shatter this hard fact: In suffering, the animals are our equals~Peter Singer</font color=blue>

<font color=purple> The greatness of a nation and its moral progress can be judged by the way its animals are treated--Gandhi

Sometimes I lie awake at night in bed and I ask, "Is it all worth it?" And then a voice says, "Who are you talking to?" And another voice says, "You mean, ' To whom are you talking?'" And I say, "No wonder I lie awake at night."--Charlie Brown </font color=purple>