Yesterday, at 6pm, I had just picked Casey up from work. It was dark as we winded up the main drive of the Hotel. I was in the right lane and as soon as we passed by the cart

oon longhorn and oil derrick, a deer jumped out in the middle of the road! I can’t tell you how many times I have driven down this road before and not once have I ever seen a deer. There isn’t even one of those deer crossing signs anywhere. Well, that deer saw my headlights and froze. Seriously? What kind of animal sees a giant bright white light charging toward them and just stands there. To be completely honest, I didn’t see the deer until Casey yelled at me to “Watch out!” Luckily, I was able to swerve into the next lane but not without the deer continuing toward my car. I don’t know what exactly happened after that. I heard a loud thud and the next thing I knew, I saw the deer back hiding in the trees. Deer sure are fast little things. For about the next minute my heart could not stop racing, I didn’t speak, and my legs felt like jelly. I would have been a wreck had I killed the deer, which just shows me that I am definitely not ready for a hunting trip any time soon. So, luckily, Bambi is still alive and prancing. But for my coworkers, beware as you leave work today.
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