a morbid bike ride...

I saw a dead hedgehog today. Mind you, I've seen many a dead hedgehog in my day, but this time, it was really... horrible.

I was going out for a smoke, and felt like going on a ride on my bike. I biked up around the main street, then down to the highway. When I was almost back home, I noticed something odd on the highway. "Hm, is that a smashed watermelon?", I thought. "Why would anyone toss...- wait... No, is that...?"

And it was. It was a hedgehog. Or what was left of it. If you can imagine how I could mistake that dead hedgehog for a smashed watermelon, you might understand what condition the hedgehog was in. In short, it was a really fucked-up sight.

After contemplating on what to do, I decided to look for something I could use to move it off the road, because I felt it was wrong to just leave it there for other cars to run it over again. There was some kind of road construction up the road, and there I found two pieces of wood that I could lift it up with. I carried it to a piece of grass next to the road, and left it there. "At least it was a quick death", I thought, and headed home.

When I got home, I hugged my cat.

Rest in peace, little buddy.