Justin lived in the country. He had to go into town in his old truck to pick up some corn mash for his chickens. He got held up at the Farmers Co-op where he bought the chicken food, because he bumped into an old friend from way back and they got talking. So now Justin was running late. He was in a bit of a hurry to get home because he had to feed his three dogs.
He had just driven up a winding hill road and was about to descend when he saw it. There was a body lying on the road. It was a lonely bit of road; maybe one or two cars a day came by. Perhaps the body had been hit by a car or something. Anyway, Justin drove on. He didn’t have time to stop. He had to get home and feed his dogs.
He felt guilty. He should’ve stopped. What a waste. Several miles down the road, Justin came to a halt in his old truck and turned around. He couldn’t leave the body on the road, for goodness sake.
When he reached the place, the body was still lying there. Justin picked it up and threw it onto the back of his truck. Dead rabbit was always a treat for his dogs.
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And there was I thinking it was a deer or something.
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😀 To leave a deer on the road would be a venial sin – I mean venison.
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And I thought it was a person. A bit of ‘long pig’ for the dogs to munch on. Waste not, and all that!
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I did rather hope people would think it to be a person!!
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I thought it was a human body, too. Of course you intended that, by giving us the death in the title instead of your usual dead end.
I wonder why “the body” is how we refer to a dead human but not to other animals….we say “a dead dog,” a “dead horse,” a “dead rabbit” but we don’t refer to them dead as “the body.” Is that because we make in humans a distinction between body and soul?
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Yes – I thought it interesting too that we are inclined to use “body” only for humans. I suppose when we say “everybody” we’re not including the giraffes.
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We Maine-iacs would refer to Justin’s rabbit as “road-kill.” In fact, a few miles from where I sit, up near Lake Mooslukmeguntic, there was a ‘Roadkill Restaurant’ that served……well, we’re not sure. It closed, after a few years in business. I always enjoyed reading the menu.
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Mooslukmeguntic – what a fabulous name!! And Roadkill Restaurant is also a crafty name for a traveller’s diner… We use the word “Roadkill” too.
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I thought you might get a chuckle out of the fact that a lovely island for camping on Lake Mooslukmeguntik (otherwise spelled as Mooselookmeguntic) is Toothaker Island.
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Very funny! I’m starting feel like a lumberjack!
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I thought Justin was being a complete prat, driving past the body………… I wonder if the differentiation occurs partly due to the separation of body and soul? Any how I’m pleased he went back and retrieved the dead bunny, nature abhors waste. 🙂
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Yes – it’s good that he hopped back.
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I never doubted that it was a human body, and just shrugged and thought “Oh, well, he/she is a goner. Someone else will come along and find the body. Or Justin will go back after he feeds the dogs.” Then you had to go and ruin it all, by telling us it was a dead bunny.
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Yes – I like to burrow deep!
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Ha! Ha! Like this one
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There’s nothing like a corpse!
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And here was I thinking it was a dog
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I thought it was a hippopotamus…
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Thanks for collecting the remains of March Hare. It was time.
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But it was late… it was late… for a very important date…
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Okay,you got me big time!
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Thanks! I loved the way he threw the body onto the back of his truck!
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