When I was a Navy recruiter in the backwoods of Alabama I put a guy in the Navy who had come across a deer stuck in fence. He gently removed the fence and let the deer run free. Haha, no he didn’t. He beat it to death with a stick and skinned it and ate it. He looked a little like this guy.
Back in the early 1980’s I was following a big truck running bobtail. It hit a deer in front of me,and kept on going.
It only hit the deers head, and killed it, so I thought.
I was driving a small car with a hatchback, laid down the backseat, and put the deer in the car. It was only bleeding from its nose, so I put a plastic grocery bag over its head and tied it off to keep the blood off the car’s carpet.
About half an hour later I hear a snort, snort, and looked in my rear view mirror to see the plastic grocery bag bouncing off the car’s ceiling as the deer tried to stand up.
I grabbed a tire iron I had left on the floor and killed it.
Absolutely true story. When I butchered the deer it had two fawns in it, and was almost ready to deliver.
NO, I didn’t need to change my pants, but it was close.