Who Does That?!

What's bad is when you're driving home and see an animal that has just been hit by a car still moving in the middle of the road. What's worse is when you pull over to try to help haul it's sad body to the side of the road and realize the people behind you are watching you and not the road, and then they run over the animal again while you are watching, completely horrified. Then, you  rush to the animal, tenderly pick up it's twitching, dying body, and bring it to the side of the road wishing inside that it will miraculously be better- only knowing that it will die within a few minutes. Bawling on the side of the highway over a woodchuck without a chance was me tonight. Then, upon getting home and seeing the new neighbors have cows, I decided that seeing the cows would make me happy. So, with tear stained eyes I introduced myself to the neighbors trying to explain how their cows made me happy after hauling a dying animal off the road... Yep. I'm the crazy neighbor. And I do that.