Living in the country I guess it was inevitable that eventually I'd hit a deer. Well, yesterday was the day. At 10:30 a.m., about a kilometre from my house, it jumped out ahead of me and right into the hood of my car. I slammed on the brakes but it was too late. I hit it and it ended up in the ditch on the opposite side of the road, rolled twice and took off. I heard this from my neighbours who were driving toward me at that exact time of impact and saw the incident. By the time I looked back he was already gone.
Thankfully, I'm okay and hopefully the deer is healing somewhere in the woods. My car needs some body work and other than pouring myself a stiff drink tonight, life is pretty much the same, thankfully.
(Needlepoint pillow done ten years ago by me, when I didn't need glasses to sew!)