On Road Kill

Can't wait for David Sommerstein's story Monday on the Clarkson research project seeking to reduce the road kill of local turtles. I have a Tibetan view of my big old blue station wagon--it's the opposite of a prayer wheel, automatically accumulating bad karma to my account as it grinds under my fellow sentient beings. I had a dream that all the road kill came back at once--snowbanks made of fur and meat--ewwww! But one time I saw cars backed up both ways on Rt. 11, watching for ten minutes while a washtub-sized turtle dawdled across to the next patch of wetland with a full-grown cattail plastered to its shell, waving back and forth. Maybe the Clarkson folks can put long antennas with fox tails on their turtle radio-tracking tags.