feathers stuck in grease
wrapped around my chain ring teeth
reminds me of snow

/haiku

that may have been me.

the bird actually flew into my wheel. it was disgusting.

A big rat once ran headlong into my rear rim at prospect park. He bounced off unharmed.

wow did the squirrel really cause the fork to snap?

Holy ****!
Gross!

Coming down Mt Palomar at about 50 I split a Doe and her twin fawns, no time to do much else. Glad they decide to run different ways or I'da smacked one of em. Ran over a mudhen in a local park by accident. Thought 20 young hotties were gonna kick my A$$. Rode fast.

A bunny ran into my front wheel on the bike path in Pittsburgh. All I felt was my front end suddenly jerk, and when I looked back the bunny was flopping pathetically on the ground. I really wanted to help the little guy, but had no idea what to do (I figured putting an injured bunny in my messenger bag would be a really bad idea). So I could only watch as he half-limped, half tripped over himself to get back to the bushes.

It made me sad

The road I used to live off of has very poor lighting and when I was riding home one night I noticed a possum on the right side of the road. Thinking it wise to not ride towards an opossum, I switched to the left side of the road. The %#%$ing marsupial decided that it'd be awesome to run straight at my bike (on the opposite side of the road, mind you) and I ran over it, apparently causing it to fly into the air and sommersault a few times (according to the person who was riding behind me). I didn't kill it but I'm sure it's missing a few brain cells.

Newly paved smooth bike path + 90 degree turn + rain + big@ss banana slug = wipeout

Inspired!

Well, I have bunny hopped a few chickens out here - and missed once. The chicken did not survive.

This is not a true story.

opossums are some tough bastards

I accidentally hit a squirrel's head once and instantly killed it and took it home a ate it for dinner. I grew up in the midwest where its fairly common to hunt squirrels but it kinda freaked out the people I know around here (NY).

The midwest is a big area dude, don't go lumpin' all the rest of us into your squirrel-eating habits. Not enough meat on them to make it worth it in my book.

I ran over a snake once...It just felt like running over a hose. But I felt worse afterwards.

double bump last spring-
met on corner, both survived
-squirrel made me laugh



flying down the road
motorcycle met a dog
we just looked away

I once ran over my own cat. I was trying out my new 'cross bike in the back yard when Lucia tried to run between my wheels. My rear wheel went over her mid-section. She was fine, but I ended up paying for a trip to the vet.

Stupid cat.

Central Illinois...middle of nowhere. Yeah, 1 squirrel doesn't make a meal. It works best in some kind of stew. The best part about roadkill squirrel, as opposed to hunted squirrel, is that you don't encounter any lead shot as you eat it.

One rainy night I was riding home after a week of showers and ran over a frog. The problem was that there were dozens of them and avoided most until I squished one by accident. The worst part was that my tire was slicked red which made it all the more saddening.

When I still had the heavy fiberglass shell on my recumbent trike I was invulnerable when it came to dogs. Several got their noses into one of the front wheels and nearly had them taken off.

Ok guys, the banana slug story is the best. Just picture it.
walk in the door, all banged and bruised.
"what happened?"
"I got my ass kicked by a banana slug"

Dude, tell me about it. We accidentally maimed one with a minivan once, and in a fit of "putting out of its misery" we ended up bashing it's head in with a bottle for several minutes.

Ahhhhhh, Jr. High School.

My commute home takes my by a large pond and there are always these aggressive geese that hang out near the path. Sometimes they sit in the middle and I have to stop for them. If I am on my mountain bike I just pull up into a wheelie and charge through, they always move though.
I hate the way geese hiss at you, I want to give one a mouth full of pepper spray one of these days.

I trapped one,we shot it and saved it for taxidermy class in HS. Went home put it into a paper bag and into the freezer. Next morning I hear a scream from my Mom. She opened the freezer and it was hissing at her.

Last time I got to do the freezer gig.