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Yes, that’s what happened. The tree-hugging, vegetarian hippy made a huge mess of her almost-getting-it-together life because a wee red fox stepped into the road. I know, I know… next time hit the fox. I’ve heard it again and again but do you know what? I am thrilled the fox lived… a luxury, of course, that I can afford because my 15-year-old son, 13-year-old daughter, and I are safe and sound. If that was not the case, I’m certain it would be harder.

Someone said, “Foxes can be replaced,” and I strongly disagree. It’s not my place to say that my beloved Volkswagon Jetta was more important than that fox. Even with that, to say I decided to not hit the fox would be a lie. My reaction was primal, as if my son’s toddler self had stepped into my path. I did not decide. It all just happened. I hit the brakes and the car slid left into oncoming traffic, then right to the shoulder, back into traffic, and then back across my lane and the shoulder and flew off into the darkness.

The darkness. After the firefighters helped us climb out of the darkness, I realized I’d left my phone behind. She wrote back…

Thank you sweet baby. I’ll call in a minute.

(Missed call.)

Are you home?

Can you please call me as soon as you can?

I’m in the library. I don’t know if you’ll get your phone or not, but I’ll be really glad to hear from you. Will someone come for you? I can send people…

When they helped us back up the hill and into the ambulance, I realized I’d left the phone behind. “I… my wife… I need to call…” Without pause, the man assessing our injuries handed me his phone. “Borrowed phone… we’re okay… in ambulance… I’ll call when they get the car out and I can get the phone… I promise, we’re okay… I love you.”

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12:21PM PST on Dec 7, 2012

(sorry, just a bit of topic) Hi Richard K., I was trying to answer your message but Care2 reports your profile as gone... oh dear! a bug maybe, but I did try...

2:32PM PST on Dec 6, 2012

Yes, I am with Richard K. in his comment, I always drive carefully on our country roads, especially in the dark (no "you can go as fast as you want, no other cars!", indeed, but other critters use that quiet time too) and sometimes, it feels like the little fella dashing acros has so timed it to be precisely hit by my car... I'm an animal communicator and when I can with the traffic I go back -facing the guilt, because laying aside a body somebody else killed is so much easier on the heart...- and mostly they are very surprised that I CARE, that I'm sad and I even noticed their little bodies on the road. I am usually much more upset than they are, a body is just a costume you can change but still... I lay them aside respectfully and honour a soul moved on.

2:18PM PST on Nov 22, 2012

Hope you and you children recover soon.Glad you are all okay.

9:02PM PST on Nov 12, 2012

@Heidi A., I am... not a man but I do have a wife. I'm not sure if that changes anything you said in your comment. I just thought you might want to know.

And for the record, she was grateful I told her when I did. She likes to be my rock. And she's going to be away for a while. You could read more about that here:

8:09PM PST on Nov 12, 2012

What a wimpy assed man. He "has to tell her for his sake" while she is 900 miles away. How did that "help" anyone. A real man would have told her when she came back so she could stay focused on whatever she was doing 900 miles away (must have been important or she wouldn't have been there). No one was hurt. I could have waited. A mature man would have evaluated the situation and made the manly decision to tell her when she got back for HER sake.

12:30PM PST on Nov 10, 2012

An amazing story; magnificently told. When anybody goes through trauma, it's important to "talk it out". It's not to make it make sense or for closure- just for processing the event.

11:46AM PST on Nov 10, 2012

Thank you.

9:59AM PST on Nov 10, 2012

Seat belts have saved a great many lives.Glad you're all safe.

9:59AM PST on Nov 10, 2012

"...seatbelts and angels.."!!!....I BELIEVE!!!

9:47AM PST on Nov 10, 2012

@ Dale O. Richard, "the negative athiest" here. I live in a semi-rural area and animals either on or crossing the road is not an infrequent experience. I try to drive accordingly, but unfortunately there are times when small critters have met their end under the wheels. This is upsetting to me as I respect all life and do not want to harm or kill anything - including myself or the passengers with me. I try to live by the precept of "harm to no one." Personally, I could never figure out the animal behavior gene that tells it to run madly across the road when speeding vehicles are approaching, or for that matter, decisions made by those drivers who will imperil themselves and others just to save it.

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