DUCK KILLER -This morning (7:10am) I saw the most heartbreaking thing. I saw a family of ducks; a mom and 6 babies (adolescent) crossing Primrose Lane. They were almost across. Most likely they were headed to my house where they come for a morning snack. The A$$HOLE in this Dodge sped up and swerved to hit the family. Two of the adolescents were killed on contact.
I couldn't let them get away so I chased them down to Platt and Michigan where he/she got stuck by the light. That's when I took the photo of their car. They then turned East on to Michigan toward the entrance to the highway.
The Pittsfield Township Police had me come in and make a report. They also had me send them the license plate and car photo. They were running the plate and had a call out over the air while I was in the office. I was very impressed.
I then went to the office at our complex to see if they knew who the car belonged to and to tell William that 2 of Mrs. Waddles babies had been killed. Anyone who knows Bill knows how much he loves those ducks.
Who does something like this? What is wrong in your brain to make this an OK thing to do on the way to work (or wherever)? I just don't understand.
I did get a text from Bill saying the Mrs. Waddles and 4 of her babies had made it to our house for their morning snack.... minus the 2. :-(
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DUCK KILLER -This morning (7:10am) I saw the most heartbreaking thing. I saw a family of ducks; a mom and 6 babies (adolescent) crossing Primrose Lane. They were almost across. Most likely they were headed to my house where they come for a morning snack. The A$$HOLE in this Dodge sped up and swerved to hit the family. Two of the adolescents were killed on contact.
I couldn't let them get away so I chased them down to Platt and Michigan where he/she got stuck by the light. That's when I took the photo of their car. They then turned East on to Michigan toward the entrance to the highway.
The Pittsfield Township Police had me come in and make a report. They also had me send them the license plate and car photo. They were running the plate and had a call out over the air while I was in the office. I was very impressed.
I then went to the office at our complex to see if they knew who the car belonged to and to tell William that 2 of Mrs. Waddles babies had been killed. Anyone who knows Bill knows how much he loves those ducks.
Who does something like this? What is wrong in your brain to make this an OK thing to do on the way to work (or wherever)? I just don't understand.
I did get a text from Bill saying the Mrs. Waddles and 4 of her babies had made it to our house for their morning snack.... minus the 2. :-(