pandemo (pandemo) wrote,

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Animal Antics

Something was clogging my start-up on the laptop, that I need to write a 6500-7500 word short story at a write-in in Des Moines on Sunday from 12-7... (I'm not even sure I can TYPE that many words in that amount of time....) But, a working laptop is essential to the enterprise, so I had a 10:00 appointment to have DiskWarrior run over it on Thursday.

J. took pity on me and sent me a map with a short cut to the store, which I'd been to before. Of course, with the macular degeneration, I couldn't read the street names quickly enough to get into the right lane, etc. I finally got there at 10:30, by going up to the interstate and coming in the way I knew... (I left by his route, which was quick and efficient, and took me right past the corner for the place Sunday's meeting will be held. Recognizing that from the reverse direction made me feel good after wallowing around in West Des Moines traffic for thirty minutes without being able to find a place I already had been to repeatedly...

I shopped at the Indianola Wal Mart, then headed south, hitting the stretch of highway between Lucas and Chariton right at sunset, which I watched in the mirrors as I drove down the empty highway. Headlights appeared atop a hill, flashed, then passed. I slowed down, taking the warning seriously. Going about 15 mph, I admired a doe and two fawns, now pretty tall, leaping over the farmer's fence to the south.

THUNK! My head jerked back to the front of my car. A very large, very angry deer had thumped into the right hood. I watched HIM leap the fence and follow the rest of the family out of sight.

The headlight was not hit. I now have a slight dent in the hood in the right front corner to match the crinkle I put in the left hind corner backing on ice into a fence post a few years back... (Only I cracked the housing of the tail light...)

I guess the deer got me for failure to yield the right-of-way.

Personally, I figure he was the male of the family group... he was bigger and clearly suffered from road rage...
Tags: computer, deer, writing

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