Last night, bizarre as it sounds, a woman was knocking at our neighbor’s door and trying to find out if “someone could use a deer, a recently killed deer.” For a second I thought it was a joke, but this lady, who lives somewhere in our neighborhood at Big Rock, was serious. She had just killed a deer on Big Rock Drive, probably by driving too fast, and now she was trying to offer the poor deer’s body to “somebody who could use it.”
I never thought I would hear such a thing from another human being. Where is the guilt, sorrow or “just help me, I was in an accident.” What a great script for our horror movie producers in Malibu. Maybe next time she will hit a zombie and the zombie will be at our door, offering her. Just kidding!
The reason I am writing this is to urge people to protect the wildlife, to drive slowly and to think, in horror, the next time it could be a human being. Slow down.
Daniel Villefort