Looking at your photo I would probably have to straddle White Cat, move very slow, and pray for the best.
When I was a boy I ran over a bird once (couldn't help it, it flew under my bicycle's front wheel). Not a nice experience.
Unlike LoM who, I guess following in the footsteps of her hunter father, bagged a pheasant with her car.
I am less lucky: Four birds, three deer, two squirrels ... and a surprisingly flattened rabbit back in 1978 while St Ronnie was with me. But most of my hits have had no witnesses.
Had another deer run right into the side !! of the car as I was slowing/braking/swerving to get around him. And I was TRYING to miss him! He STILL hit me!
Our street is pretty wide because it connects the other streets in the subdivision. I could get around White Cat in the van.
Speaking of catz, I’d better feed ours if we want to find all our extremities in the morning.
I nailed a pidgeon once, in LA on the I-5 southbound in rush hour traffic. A whole flock flew under the guardrail and I tagged one full on into the middle of my 4Runner’s windshield. My husband was one car back and saw the cloud of feathers fly up and the body of the bird, which flew straight up and into the red convertable corvette right behind me. I was trying not to swerve from the shock since we were going 70 (LA traffic is insane) and it was bumper to bumper, no where to go... My husband almost wrecked cause he was laughin his ass off so hard.....
Oh and then there was the little kitty... :( I went back to look for her, and she was alright.. amazingly.... but get this, her name was... wait for it... “Lunch”. Exactly... er.. well almost. LOL
*sigh*
I think this thread doesn’t need our help. It seems to be taking on a life of its own.
(Funny stuff!)