Crying Game

Ok, don't worry, this isn't a sad post. Need to clarify that for people who will become queasy at the topic [specifically I'm referring to you, Amanda :)]

I always get a little sad when approaching animals on the road that have been hit. I always try not to look so that I don't see them and then have that image branded on my mind. Usually, I utter a sad, "oh" and get depressed for a moment. Recently, however, I've noticed that I may need to pay closer attention to lumps in the middle of the road. Last week I damn near choked up twice for what turned out to be discarded t-shirts. And don't even get me started about how many tears I've almost shed over shredded tires.