Over this weekend I did something horrible. I was driving my little sisters and them to the mall and we're talking...talk
ing...talking while on the car ride over there. All of a sudden I see this white thing floating across the road some distance ahead of me and I didn't slow down thinking it was just toilet paper. When I get near enough and realize it was a squirrel, I slammed on my brakes but it was too late. I felt the white squirrel crack as it got squished beneath my left wheels and I cringed.
My sisters and us felt to guilty. Shoot, that's the first squirrel I ever ran over in my entire life....and it had to be white!!! Does that mean something? Anyhow, RIP squirrel. I'm so sorry...