I hate Fridays when you hit a deer taking the kids to school.
I hate crying kids on the way to school more.
I hate kids home from school when I need to clean the house the most.
“I will go back and cook it for dinner so he didn’t die in vein.”
That will stop crying immediately.
The idea of their mom dragging a deer into the car in my fuzzy white slippers and flannel pajamas, turns crying into laughing.
Them calling my bluff and telling me they want it BBQ style then makes me laugh.
Friday saved.
Deer not.
So sorry little deer. 🙁
How have I managed to not hit a deer all the time I lived in Michigan and Ohio and I do it here?
Have you ever left for school and turned around and gone back home with the kids? Have you ever thought about it?
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I suppose there’s a positive side to cooking deer instead of leaving it behind there, I probably would of done the same 🙂
I am sure someone picked it up to eat. When I drove back by it was gone and I was told that the homeowner had to deal with it since it walked to their front porch area so I know the county didn’t pick it up. I’ve become soft since no longer living in MI. Ha ha ha!
Hahaha !! Was it made BBQ style???
I would be soo scared taking a deer home while everyone looks and wonder why..
lol 🙂