Part 1 - Deer in the headlights.
It was a dark and sultry May evening. My Mom had trusted me to care for her house and her precious Volvo while she was off gallivanting in San Francisco. I thought I would take advantage of my new found set of wheels and go for a spin to her house. So... I picked up my friend AnneMarie and off we went. I was showing off a bit. Listening to the sound of the engine as I accelerated down Colonel Talbot Road. All while still doing the speed limit of course mom. Suddenly something big and furry appeared in front of us. I started to slow down and swerved slightly "Is that a Deer." Just as those word came sputtering out of my mouth... BOOM. A second deer came running across and I hit it. Thank goodness AnneMarie was there to be the sensible one. I turned around, checked for the deer (which had run off) and checked for damage. A small bump and a lot of hair and deer guck down the side. The funny part is the "Deer family" was waiting for us on our return trip home. Along with a waddling, slow moving cocker spaniel puppy. When I repeated the story to my fellow workers they were expecting half the car to be missing. They really had to look for the damage. But for me it was pretty devestating, the last words out of my mom's mouth before she left for her trip were "Take care of her. Park her away from other vehicles and only fill up with SILVER level octane. She doesn't like the regular gas." I took good care of her alright. I got her out from beyond the garage walls and introduced her to wildlife she has never encountered before. I'm surprised Mom hasn't named her. I think her name should be "Veronica". Veronica Volvo.
Part 2 - Deer in the Headlights
My good friend AnneMarie (my deer partner in crime) is moving. In fact, the keys are now in her hands and the long awaited move is finally here. It has been a stressful time for both her and her family and I am so happy that they have found an abode to call their own. It's always good to be able to laugh during stressful times and ironically her new home sports a number sign on her garage featuring 2 Deer. Coincidence - I think not!
My good friend AnneMarie (my deer partner in crime) is moving. In fact, the keys are now in her hands and the long awaited move is finally here. It has been a stressful time for both her and her family and I am so happy that they have found an abode to call their own. It's always good to be able to laugh during stressful times and ironically her new home sports a number sign on her garage featuring 2 Deer. Coincidence - I think not!
Part 3 - Deer in the Headlights
This past weekend I had the experience of a lifetime. More on that in my next posting. I rented a car for the weekend (a PT Cruiser) and took off early Saturday morning on route to Elora. I was on the highway around Ingersol, boppin' to the beat of The Black Eyed Peas and drinking my coffee. From the rear view mirror I see a vehicle that resembles a cruiser so I started to slow down. I pulled over to the right lane as he whizzed by. WHEW! As I am getting my composure back I spot something big and furry out of the corner of my eye. (does this sound familiar) Yes it is a deer. As it is running towards me I fire off a stare deep into its eyes and cursed "Don't you dare. Run run away. This is a rental. I'm not driving a Volvo. You can't hit me. Plus many more unpublishable words" I'm not sure if he was listening or if he felt the power of my evil death stare, but he turned and ran back within seconds of another Deer collision. I believe the Superman shirt I was wearing may have helped too!
1 comment:
Okay....that's what you say but I think you may have been trying to kill me. You said "oh, a dear" and that's when I felt the great need to respond "no, It's doe a deer." Only you could have a posse of deer following you everywhere you go. What did Bambi ever do to you?! Just be sure to watch out for thumper too!
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