‘Tis the season of wildlife depression: drive at your own risk

It started like any other Monday morning. I was just driving to work on Interstate 71, travelling at about 75 mph. I was on the phone with my mom, talking about plans for the weekend when it happened. From my right, what looked like a small football that was thrown from the side of theContinue reading “‘Tis the season of wildlife depression: drive at your own risk”