Oh, Deer!

Yes, I meant "deer" and not "dear." The other night while driving home from a Relief Society activity, I hit a deer on the freeway. It was not just a little deer; it was a big buck! I did see him before I hit him, but I didn't have enough time to completely get out of his way without losing control of my car or hitting another car. Almost doesn't count here! I wasn't hurt at all, and all things considered, the car sustained little damage. The deer wasn't even knocked down, but I'm sure he wished he had some Extra Strength Tylenol! When I spoke to our insurance agent, she assured me that I was not alone with my experience. She said that since it is hunting season, the deer must be running for their lives! I just wish that this particular buck would have chosen to run somewhere other than the freeway!