That happened to me the other year. I’m driving down the parkway during our little rush hour and notice the traffic on the opposite side was slowing down. I stopped just in time to miss a deer bounding across the lanes.
I started to go again and there’s Bambi, right behind mom. Missed him by inches. I would have felt so bad if I’d killed the little one.
“I would have felt so bad if I’d killed the little one.”
That’s one I’m hoping to avoid, here in Deer Country. The only thing I’ve hit in 44 years on the road has been a squirrel.
We’re in no danger of running out of squirrels. ;)