Yesterday was heartbreaking. I’ll let my Facebook post tell the story.
To the heartless assholes who were stopped in front of my house and, I now realize, had hit a fawn but were more concerned with comforting each other than helping the injured animal and continued on their way without doing anything or calling for help, leaving me to discover the injured fawn about 30 minutes later and proceed to try to get help for her from Wildlife Rescue, who desperately tried to get here in time, while I tried to comfort her and keep her calm, praying for someone to get here, and then watched her die: There’s a place in hell for you. Hope you never need help in a time of desperate need. Karma is a bitch.
It was written right after the fawn died. I make no apologies for the inelegant syntax or for the words I chose in that moment.
Watching an animal die slowly while in great pain is a terrible, terrible thing. It’s all I can think about.