River of Zion
By water and blood the Spirit of Truth testifies
- Feb 13, 2009
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I know I'm a newbie here, but I've noticed most everyone comes from up north. North meaning Michigan, Wisconsin, and all other tundra area states. I am a native desert rat, Arizonan, transplanted Texan. But I wanted to share a story of a trip I took in 06 to Michigan. To know where I'm from is important because- 1) Our deer are small and 2) You get caught killing a deer it's trouble.
In Minnesota the full moon danced over ponds and the cute little Bambi's drank peacefully was such an awesome site. I marveled at the beauty.
As I went around a curve, Bambi and her cousin standing way off on the side of the road jumped back into the woods.
But something happened! What I don't know.
Bambi forgot her medicine that day I figure. I hit Bambi and totaled my rental car. Truth be told- Bambi hit me! She twisted and jumped back around and right in front of my car!
Okay I don't know what genetic structure deer are built with up north, but they're neither Ford or Chevy tough! It's like they've been taking steriods!!
My dog will forever have PTSD! He still doesn't fully sleep when in the car.
So I ended up riding to St. Paul in Mater (from Pixar's Car's movie).
Gorgeous architecture BTW.
I now tell people that Bambi suffers from depression. I know this because of their suicidal tendancies and they need prozac.
I also let others know that Bambi is too anxious and perhaps a tranquilezer could be of some serious assistance.
I don't feed the deer and discourage all deer feeding. I believe it aids in their cycle of dysfunctional behavior.
I'm joking of course.
But in all seriousness, I'm not fond of deer signs on the road in any part of America.
I sure am happy I didn't have to pay for hitting the poor, schitzy animal.
In Minnesota the full moon danced over ponds and the cute little Bambi's drank peacefully was such an awesome site. I marveled at the beauty.
As I went around a curve, Bambi and her cousin standing way off on the side of the road jumped back into the woods.
But something happened! What I don't know.
Bambi forgot her medicine that day I figure. I hit Bambi and totaled my rental car. Truth be told- Bambi hit me! She twisted and jumped back around and right in front of my car!
Okay I don't know what genetic structure deer are built with up north, but they're neither Ford or Chevy tough! It's like they've been taking steriods!!
My dog will forever have PTSD! He still doesn't fully sleep when in the car.
So I ended up riding to St. Paul in Mater (from Pixar's Car's movie).
Gorgeous architecture BTW.
I now tell people that Bambi suffers from depression. I know this because of their suicidal tendancies and they need prozac.
I also let others know that Bambi is too anxious and perhaps a tranquilezer could be of some serious assistance.
I don't feed the deer and discourage all deer feeding. I believe it aids in their cycle of dysfunctional behavior.
I'm joking of course.
But in all seriousness, I'm not fond of deer signs on the road in any part of America.
I sure am happy I didn't have to pay for hitting the poor, schitzy animal.
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