We Had a Deal!

I have a few strange habits. I keep most of them too myself for fear that society will shun me with the utmost shunning. I will, however, share one of them today.

I am blessed and cursed to live in a location that is a few miles from the country and a few miles from city life. I really love this location for bike rides and runs; it provides calm and some pretty good scenery. But there is a negative side to it. 

Roadkill. 

There is one street in particular that I've begun to call, "The Green Mile." Every time I drive down there is a new, freshly smashed, dead animal. Sometimes I look upon the animal with a "you deserve it" look. This happens when the deceased is a possum, or raccoon. But other times I cry on the inside; such as when the departed is a rabbit or fox.

But regardless of what type of animal it is, when I drive toward them I either swerve around them completely, or (here is my weird habit) drive over them and hold my breath. The reason I hold my breath is because I don't want the spirit of the dead animal seeping into my soul...

There, I said it. I'm weird, shun me if you must.

Anyway, you see how careful I am with dead animals, it is even crazier with the living. I've almost hit humans trying to avoid hitting animals; and I've had a pretty good run of animal safety, until today.

After church as I was driving home a squirrel, who seemed excited that the weather had turned for the good, darted into the street as I came around a curve in the road. It had one of those jagged edged nut thingy's in its mouth. And since I was coming around the curve I couldn't see it, and I ran straight over it!

Now I'm haunted. It's not the squirrel-slaughter that haunts me, it's the sound I heard, "Crunch crunch!!!"

Why did it make that sound? Why not a polite "SMASH!" Why did it not cross like normal squirrels cross? Didn't the squirrel know about the deal we had? Was it taking the acorn thing home to the fam? 

Now every squirrel I see seems to look upon me knowingly. I've been shunned by humans, and now the squirrels shun me, too.