first day of spring.

it was a beautiful morning with the sun out and a cool breeze.

i was on my way to work, and while driving past city park, i had to brake slightly to let a young squirrel run across the road.  i felt good about that, about seeing a little squirrel diving through the city to reach its destination.

i looked in my rearview mirror to only see a black truck purposely run over the squirrel.  without sensitivity or a smile for spring, these two men in their black truck roared past me and were laughing.  my hand instantly went up to my mouth, and i audibly gasped.

it just seems like the type of thing that you don't do, ya know?  you don't purposefully hit animals that are running through traffic, and you don't laugh about it.  i really thought people were smarter, brighter, happier with themselves.  it makes me sad to know that i live in a city where people like that live.