Friday, July 23, 2010

Death Of A Deer

We were on our way home from High Rock. And when I say we were totally wasted I mean it. No exaggeration. It was a long hike but it was up the whole way and back. That is an exaggeration, but it certainly felt like it. To make maters worse we hadn't had any breaks because stopping meant being eaten alive by mosquitoes. I will never forget mosquito repellent again! So were were really tired. It was also dark. So we were tired, it was dark and one was drunk...

All of a sudden we see a deer in the road. A young female. Dave slows down, it starts to move off the road and them for who knows what reason it decides to stand it's ground. Maybe there is some truth to that "deer in the headlights" saying. It totally froze. Dave didn't even have time to think to swerve to the other side of the street. The deer decided at the very last moment to spring for safety. Too late. We caught her flank on the corner of our right bumper.

Emily started wailing. She totally lost control. We were deer killers. She was inconsolable. I didn't know what to do. It was too dark to see what had happened to the deer. I thought about stopping but we didn't have a gun to shoot the deer if it was on deaths door. I can only imagine how Emily's emotional status would have escalated if we did stop and she had been able to see the deer dying on the road. It was awful. We listened to her wailing for at least another 30 minutes.

Moral of the story...Don't kill a deer or your daughter will hate you for it!


Anonymous said...

Being there I remember well, Emily has such a tender heart, that is only one of the zillion reasons I love her.
Grandma D

Anonymous said...

Glad that I was in the back seat.