I took to heart Scott's bunny story. Have no shame, it's OK to feel bad, you are not alone.

I myself have hit several birds, deer, a raccoon or two, and the occasional squrrel or neighbor's kid. I always feel bad about it, and there's rarely anything you can do about it.

For example, during my driving career of I have hit a grand total of 12 deer. That's right 12. Now before you say I'm a bad driver, 7 of them were all at once. I was driving home at night, and a dark road, going down hill. When the lights leveled off I saw a herd of deer crossing the road. They were in both lanes and on both sides of the road. There was no where to swerve to. All I could do was lock the brakes, which I did. I started to skid a little bit and broad-sided the lot of them, as if my car wanted to hit as many as I could. And it was a big car, an '82 Mercury Marquis. I ended up killing 4 outright, and the rest had to be tracked down and/or euthanized. And when I say euthanized, I mean shot in the head by the shefiff's deputy that happened by. 2 were fawns. Car was OK, I felt like crap for some time.

My friend was driving home at 2AM the night before Easter, and she hit, you guessed it, a bunny. I was driving right behind her, I saw it dart out, she couldn't avoid it, and then it bounced as it left the underside of her car. I has to swerve to keep from hitting it a second time. I got no Easter basket that year...

But don't feel bad, because my mother holds the record in our family. She's hit a horse.