Oh Deer!

Well, I was told when we started going to Orchardville Church that we would be hitting deer. This is the second one we have hit since we started going there several years ago. I suppose it is a small price to pay for attending such a wonderful place. You don't expect to hit them coming home after Sunday morning service.

I've heard people say before that the ones you hit are "the ones you don't see." There is a lot of truth in that. So many times I've seen them standing in the road and I slammed on my breaks, or seen them alongside of the road and just knew they would run out in front of me. But today was just like last time. Out of no where it was just right there in front of me. After hitting it, I pulled over and really thought we might have to call a tow truck. The wheel well was rubbing the tire badly, but after about 10 minutes of prying I was able to get enough room for it. The radiator was leaking, but we made it home without the car overheating. What a deal! At least everyone was okay. I told my middle child, "Well, it could have been worse." With a confused look on her face, she asked, "Dad, how could it have been worse?" I quietly thought to myself..."It could have been the Jeep!"