Saturday, June 30, 2012

Broken Doe

Yet another doe was hit overnight on M-28.

Her body was pushed or dragged across the road, from the middle line, leaving behind a smear of hair and stomach contents. When she finally came to rest, one of her front legs was broken in such a way that it was twisted bizarrely up and over her head.

The ravens had been feasting, as evidenced by the scat and feathers littered around the carcass. Screaming from the nearby treetops, they impatiently waited for me to be on my way.

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