I hit a cat on my bike today.
I was going really fast but keeping close to cars parked on the right in case a car came up behind me (although I wasn't on a busy road and there wasn't any traffic at the time) and suddenly a flash of orange leapt out in front of me.
Kids, this is a perfect example of why you should never run out into streets from hiding places between or under cars, because that's exactly what the cat did, and it got its mangy little body scrubbed up by a tire. (Not that I'm saying you're mangy - it's just that this cat was.)
It kind of rolled away, stunned (and probably also from the impact), suddenly did a sideways crouch (during which it glanced at me with eyes that were filled with fear, rage, betrayal, and a new thirst for vengeance, I assume), then scampered off as quickly as it had sped with what could easily be confused with swift resolve into my churning, burning wheel.
Do I feel bad about smushing the dirty fur of a cat that flung itself into my oncoming tire? A little.
But not nearly as bad as I felt when I hit a person when I was here two years ago. Didn't hear about that one? Too bad. I have things to do and cats to squish.
I was going really fast but keeping close to cars parked on the right in case a car came up behind me (although I wasn't on a busy road and there wasn't any traffic at the time) and suddenly a flash of orange leapt out in front of me.
Kids, this is a perfect example of why you should never run out into streets from hiding places between or under cars, because that's exactly what the cat did, and it got its mangy little body scrubbed up by a tire. (Not that I'm saying you're mangy - it's just that this cat was.)
It kind of rolled away, stunned (and probably also from the impact), suddenly did a sideways crouch (during which it glanced at me with eyes that were filled with fear, rage, betrayal, and a new thirst for vengeance, I assume), then scampered off as quickly as it had sped with what could easily be confused with swift resolve into my churning, burning wheel.
Do I feel bad about smushing the dirty fur of a cat that flung itself into my oncoming tire? A little.
But not nearly as bad as I felt when I hit a person when I was here two years ago. Didn't hear about that one? Too bad. I have things to do and cats to squish.
