Originally Posted by Lumpy
I was on my way to work one day and that happened to a minivan in front of me. We both pulled off and the deer had broken 2 legs. It was dragging itself out of the street into a nearby field. It was difficult to watch that.
I called 911 and informed them of the accident and told them that the deer needed to be put down. It's a shame I didn't have my bow and there were too many witnesses. I felt sorry for poor thing.
Yeah, I had my kids with me. The deer ran off... seemed fine, but I'm sure it wasn't. The younger boy was a lot more worried about the deer than the car.
(The first time he saw me clean fish, he decided to become a vegetarian... until the next time I ordered pizza)