I felt shock and dread last night, as I passed this dead deer on Atlantic Avenue. It had been hit by a car. It’s sad, however, it’s something that happens when nature meets development.
Deers don’t travel far from where they are born. I’ve been told, that they will live their life, within a one mile radius. I’m not sure if that’s correct. I’m not an animal expert. And I couldn’t tell you which side of the street that she lived on. I didn’t witness the collision. I don’t know who her survivors are. All I know is, there is one less beautiful deer walking the woods.
Through the years, I have seen so many animals crossing the road, where this doe met her fate. They should have their own red light.
I’ve seen coons, and an occasional bob cat traveling through.
I was really taken by surprise one afternoon, when going for a stroll, a big buck sprung from the marsh, ran down the sidewalk and the took a right, back into the underbrush.
I’ve seen a lot of nature in the wild. It’s one of my favorite things.
I don’t like to see them on the pavement. They are there when driven out of their homes. But it happens, over and over.
And I really don’t like it when they get killed.
It’s tragic, but what are you going to do.