driving to Currarong this morning, I saw the little body of a wallaby lying on the opposite side of the road.
it's a 100km zone, but I tend to scan the surface continually as I drive. it's why I'll hopefully never run over a lizard that almost looks like a twig, and have saved about 5 turtles/tortoises (yes I still get confused), and recently, a $20 note.
I always notice road kill. I can't help it. especially since I hit a kangaroo when I was about 19 - when I got to my brother's place, being a total sooky-la-la, his first question was, "Did you go back and kill it properly?"
I hate that, because that's not my sort of brave. I try, but I'm really crap at it.
so I saw the little fluffy wallaby, and being early in the morning, it didn't look long dead. it was in exactly the wrong spot on the road, too, and I just knew that if it was still there when we drove back, I'd want to move it off the road.
more to the point, I'd want to check it to make sure there wasn't a joey if it was female.
problem is I've never done it, because I'm crap at things like that. but it's always in my mind whenever I see roadkill, and like I said, I always see roadkill. maybe I'm the Haley Joel Osment of roadkill.
it was in the back of my mind the whole morning.
on the drive home, someone had already done it. thank goodness. the little body was tucked into the bushes.
but how do you stop being really bad at these things? I just go all woogy and teary. it's not the fear of touching a dead thing (ick, but you know, possible). it's the emotions.