I was on my way to work and a little fluffy dog was scurrying along the road. I saw him go on the sidewalk so I thought it was safe to go, and he darted in front of my car. I just missed hitting the little guy.
This is not the way I like to start my morning.
If I had hit the dog, I probably would have had to go back on anti-depressants.
No joke.
Then this afternoon, I had to go to the bank for my boss and on the way back, a groundhog shot out into the road.
He wasn't so lucky. I know I hit him, but I saw him run back to the other side, so I don't know if I just grazed him or what.
This was not a good day for me. Not a good day at all, but it was obviously a worse day for that stupid groundhog that didn't look both ways before crossing the street.
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A double day. Stay home tomorrow. Just in case.
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