Wednesday night, driving home along the river road, Barry hit a doe. Twice.
She leaped out behind an oncoming car while he was unable to see much from the headlights, bounced off his bumper, and fell, then leaped up - and ran right into the car again. The second time did the deed and she was dead. Car is not driveable, the grill, radiator and air conditioniong coil have all now become one with the engine fan.
Barry went back up to check it out in daylight and commented that there were deer all over the place, watching him and the car. I told him they were there for the funeral, and they were all whispering about him, "That's him. That's the one. The one who killed Judy."
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Sounds like the deer are as prevalent in your area as they are in ours (Central Illinois). My dear hubby has hit one; so has his father, and his brother has hit THREE - - all in the past 2 years. Our neighbor also had a deer in his front yard come up to the house and look in his front door! When the dog started barking, the deer jumped the fence and ran off through our back yard.
Glad everyone (except poor Judy, the doe - - God rest her soul) is okay!
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