Oops...

Last night Bradley and I were heading to Walmart for a quick check on some coupon deals I heard about. I was driving because I was so excited about these deals. We were heading out of our apartment complex as usual, glad to be together, and slowly turned onto the freeway. I started accellerating when in the middle of the road I saw something. It registered that it was an animal, so I turned to the left so it would hopefully go under the middle of our car, but at the same time it registered that it was an armadillo!! Being in Arkansas I've wanted to see an armadillo, and here it was straight in front of me. So I started screaming because I wasn't really sure what to do. We kind of missed it but still heard the clunk clunk clunk as we went over it... I was in shock that I had actually hit an armadillo!!! The one animal I've been wanting to see ALIVE, I had just hit. Brad started laughing and said "you hit an armadillo!" and continued laughing. I screamed for about the next minute I was so shocked! Then once Brad stopped laughing we talked about the experience until we finally reached Walmart. We checked the car and there were no guts. I guess apparently Armadillos jump when they are scared. So we think he went under the middle of our car and jumped then therefore killing himself, and it wasn't my fault. :) I still feel bad about it though, and Brad gives me a bad time; of course. :) He even added the armadillo family in our prayer. So armadillo family, I'm sorry I went over one of your family members, just know it was an accident!

(Not the actual Armadillo)