Wednesday, April 29, 2009

My Run In With A Deer

On Saturday night, Eric, Molly, and I left to drive to Ohio. It is a boring six hour drive, well boring if you can make it through Chicago without any stops. It still amazes me that we go through four states in six hours. I like boring drives, usually. You know what to expect, you know the way to your destination, and when we leave at night, there is a lot less traffic to worry about.

It was around 10pm when I took over the driver duty, we were on the turnpike in Indiana, just went through South Bend about 25 miles earlier when all of a sudden I see a deer on the side of the road. I pretty much thought about 100 things at that time, and also my mind went blank. I decided to slow down and get over in the left lane, by the time I slowed down, merged over-thank Jesus there was no one around, the dumb thing ran into the side of my car! Yes, I swear, he ran into me! So I got over the shoulder and stopped. I am pretty sure while this was happening, Eric was asleep, Molly was asleep, and I was quietly saying, "Oh no, oh no, oh my gosh, oh my gosh..." Eric woke up right when the deer hit us, and went flying, and yes, a huge deer can go flying. So once we came to a complete stop Eric asked me if that was a deer. To which I said yes, and started laughing. Then he started laughing, then we both were laughing. I don't know why it was funny, but I guess that is just how we reacted.

Then we had no clue what to do. We have never been pulled over, hit anything, so we sat there and wondered what to do next. Do they teach you this in drivers ed?! That was nine years ago! Luckily there was a truck rest literally across from us. So when the traffic cleared I pulled over to the rest stop and we called the State Patrol. Eric got out to look at the damage and got back in to tell me the verdict. The deer totally smashed the side of the car in, the hood is crumpled, and we need a new bumper, and a headlight. The trooper got there, and was super nice. You could tell our adrenaline was rushing because I am sure we were talking like a million miles per hour. He wrote up a report for us to give to our insurance, but there really is no denying a deer hit us, there is still fur on the front end! Then we asked about the headlight, since we only had one working one. He told us we probably wouldn't get pulled over, but if we did, to show the police our report and they would let us go. So we all left the truck stop and no sooner did we get going again, we got pulled over. The guy pulled us over for the headlight, and then when he was talking to us, he put his flashlight on the front end and said, "oh you are the Ford that hit the deer, well never mind, and have a good night." Nice, we are known in the state of Indy as the Ford that hit that deer.

We went on our merry way, and got home later then expected, but we made it. No one was hurt, Molly slept through the whole thing, and everyone so far has been very nice to us. The insurance people have been great, and hopefully we can get the car fixed quick. They may total it, which we wouldn't mind, but we will see. My Ford has been pretty trusty.

Now I feel like I have "deer killer remorse." I know that dumb thing ran into me, but I still feel bad for it losing its life. My concern/worry is-did it die right away, or suffer? I am hoping it died right away, and no suffering was involved, and no one else ran it over. I know that seems silly to worry about some dumb deer that did at least $4000.00 in damage to my car, but I do worry about him or her. But I am so thankful that Eric did not wake up to a hoof in the neck! I am also very impressed with myself for staying calm, not crying, and not saying any bad words! God was so good to us on Saturday night! He was truly watching out for us, too bad we can't say the same for Bambi.

2 comments:

Holly said...

Oh my goodness! Not the kind of excitement you need! When I drive at night I'm totally paranoid about deer. I'm always keeping me eye out on the side of the road for any sign of them. That had to be scary when the poor thing ran into your car. I hope it didn't suffer either. When I was reading about running into you I felt sorry for it. Isn't there a rule or something that if you hit a deer it's yours to keep? If that's true you guys could've had some deer burgers. I dunno, maybe I made that up. lol Well, I'm glad you guys are ok and everyone was nice!

Molly's Grandma said...

I think it should be called your "drive-by" with a deer! I'm glad you are all safe and that you remained calm (that's your mother instinct coming out) It's funny how "before children" we can be very fearful and not afraid to show it but once you have a child it's up to mom to be brave (at least until dad comes home or in your case, wakes up) -