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poor deer

Weirdest thing happened on the way home yesterday evening. Pete was driving and we were stopped at an intersection. I spotted someone across the street walking the biggest dogs I’d ever seen. Except there wasn’t a person with them, and they weren’t dogs. They were deer, running down the sidewalk of a fairly busy street.

I sensed trouble, and sure enough, they decided to cross. One was hit and landed square in the middle of the road — breathing heavily, tongue lolling out of its mouth. Fortunately, the driver hadn’t been going too quickly, so there was no blood and little damage to the car. A police car pulled up immediately. I’m sure the deer had quite a bit of internal damage and had to be put down. We didn’t stick around to find out.

The whole thing was sad, and also served as a wake-up call for me to Always Pay Attention! when driving. I keep an eye out for deer when I’m out in the country, but it never occurred to me that I should watch for them when I’m in the city. Lesson learned.