(3:30 pm on 2/10/02) I am so sorry I couldn't stop to pick you up. I can only imagine how frightened you were, already injured and trapped on the median of the freeway by the slew of 85 mph oncoming cars--of which I was one. I can only hope that you were ejected from one of the cars in the accident a mile from where I saw you, where everyone else had survived unscathed. I called the police to let them know you were there, but they seemed more interested in knowing if you were already "blocking a lane." If it is of any consequence, I couldn't sleep last night not knowing what had happened to you. I hope you survived, and that I can forgive myself for not stopping. I also hope that someone stopped to pick you up without causing another accident. I can't help thinking that, if you had been human, there would have been no end of people trying to help you. I hope one day we, as the dominant species, will begin to value life in all its forms, regardless of its "mortal coil," and begin giving it the same value we give ourselves. --Anonymous