As I was driving I saw a squirrel struggling in a pain on the road. His body was flipping up in the air, and his eyes were closed, and his tail was bent. He had obviously been run over.
When I saw him, I decided to finish him off with my own vehicle – poor little guy.
For the people who disapprove: I’m sorry!!! But it was dying a slow death. From it’s condition there was no way it could have survived with medical attention. I just didn’t want it to die slow – that’s the worse kind of death.