‘Watch the dead bird to the left,’ I tell myself inwardly as I run past the intersection and avoid the incoming traffic. My former self would have shrieked and tried to stamp the image of the curled, gray mass out of my mind. However, after nearly three years of being a landlord, I no longer actively avoid such thoughts. Instead, my first reaction was to feel empathy and appreciation for the public servant who will come to work one day and scoop up the dead animal to dispose of it.

You see, I too, have had to scoop up dead…

Diana

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