I run over them. I would rather hit a cat then serve and crashing and hurt myself or someone in my car or another car. I'll try my best to slow down in case they are running fast enough.
Last summer I wanted baby ducks really bad. My husband thought it was a weird idea and wasn't really for it. After a week of talking about it, he came home and walked in the door with a sad, pouty face and said, "We have to get ducks. I feel terrible." He told me a momma duck had lead about 9 tiny tiny babies onto the freeway. He was driving a semi and pulling a big trailer. He can't serve, and couldn't change lanes in time and had no choice but to run over them. He said he saw them go right under the front of the truck but then ran them over with the trailer tires. Since traffic was slowing in front of him because of ducks he saw he had killed all of them but one tiny baby. We went the next day and adopted 5 baby ducks!
But the biggest moral of the story...When I was in high school my friend swerved to miss a squirrel. I was yelling "JUST HIT IT JUST HIT JUST HIT IT!!" It seemed to have lasted forever. At the last second she swerved. She lost control going 55 and we skidded sideways into a ditch, hit a barbed wire fence and smashed the passenger side (my side) into a tree. I woke up strung over her lap, seat belt and chair still attached to my body. She was okay, not a scratch! But the barbed wire somehow came through my window and wrapped and tangled in a huge ball, around the head rest and neck area of my seat. I tried to push myself up only to realize a tree branch was bashed up the back of my head and pushing my seat to the other side of the car. I got the brunt of all the airbag burns and seat belt bruises and glass in my hair. I could have lost my head or had my neck and guts spilled out everywhere because of her swerving to miss a stupid squirrel.
Is it normal to avoid hitting animals that are crossing the road?
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I run over them. I would rather hit a cat then serve and crashing and hurt myself or someone in my car or another car. I'll try my best to slow down in case they are running fast enough.
Last summer I wanted baby ducks really bad. My husband thought it was a weird idea and wasn't really for it. After a week of talking about it, he came home and walked in the door with a sad, pouty face and said, "We have to get ducks. I feel terrible." He told me a momma duck had lead about 9 tiny tiny babies onto the freeway. He was driving a semi and pulling a big trailer. He can't serve, and couldn't change lanes in time and had no choice but to run over them. He said he saw them go right under the front of the truck but then ran them over with the trailer tires. Since traffic was slowing in front of him because of ducks he saw he had killed all of them but one tiny baby. We went the next day and adopted 5 baby ducks!
But the biggest moral of the story...When I was in high school my friend swerved to miss a squirrel. I was yelling "JUST HIT IT JUST HIT JUST HIT IT!!" It seemed to have lasted forever. At the last second she swerved. She lost control going 55 and we skidded sideways into a ditch, hit a barbed wire fence and smashed the passenger side (my side) into a tree. I woke up strung over her lap, seat belt and chair still attached to my body. She was okay, not a scratch! But the barbed wire somehow came through my window and wrapped and tangled in a huge ball, around the head rest and neck area of my seat. I tried to push myself up only to realize a tree branch was bashed up the back of my head and pushing my seat to the other side of the car. I got the brunt of all the airbag burns and seat belt bruises and glass in my hair. I could have lost my head or had my neck and guts spilled out everywhere because of her swerving to miss a stupid squirrel.
Just hit it. Don't swerve.