Once again, a minor
tragedy took place in front of the old homestead. I hear another bang in front of the house and take a peek out the window to see a car backing away from a deer. The car drove off while the deer suffered 3 broken legs. The car must have slowed down enough because the deer was not even close to being dead. The thing tried to get up several times but 3 broken legs will keep any
quadra-
ped on the ground. Once again, I dutifully call the police and let them know they have a live deer in the middle of a busy street.
Well the old boys send a couple of squad cars and the police officers sit around
yakking about what to do with the deer. Clearly these city boys are a little confused at the situation
because they are looking at this thing like it is an alien. At this point I figure they are going to call animal control and dart the thing, choke out, or
at least take the animal elsewhere to finish it off. So, I go to bed thinking nothing else is going to happen. Now, what is the dumbest way you could imagine the cops getting rid of a 1 legged deer in a
very residential part of town on a busy street? Yep, you guessed it. I jump from bed after hearing what was clearly a shot gun blast only to see Barney Fife and Chief
Wiggam pump one more round into the head of Bambi's mother! It was funny and confusing at the same time. I tried to get a picture of the action but I was too late for the photo op.