Whenever I see a road kill I want to look away. But I also want to look.
What kind of critter bit the dust? Did he suffer?
I saw this one on County Route 16. Did a double then a triple take. Something was wrong. Nothing has blue guts.
Close inspection revealed it was a stuffed animal. Cat, most likely.
Which set me to pondering. What was a stuffed animal doing crossing the highway? Was his stuffed-animal family waiting in the bushes, crying for him? Is there a whole village of stuffed animals in quilted calico houses hidden there past the swamp?
Hmmm. Material for a story. You take it and run.
The not so happy ending for Edward Tulane....
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ReplyDeleteWe've been so busy, I haven't had any tim to update my blog, much less check out anyone else's. I've got to say, I love all of your entries, particularly these odd real-life encounters. Everything is refreshing and gets my mind turning different directions. A most excellent blog, sir!
Your friend,
Austin
Dear Mr Gurney, I love your work! I discovered your blog through Tony Diterlizzi's website. This 'road kill ' entry and those pictures of that squashed teddy bear really inspired me! I've been thinking about writing a short story and I knew this was the one for me. Thanks! I am running away with it! :)
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