My car the missile!

As it happens, I've taken another life.  How's that for a dramatic entry?  Some would say deer are as common as rocks around here and that would be a true statement.  However, for the first six years of residence here in God's country, I avoided the wide eyed, 4 legged wonders with relative ease.  Sadly I've hit 2 deer in the last 3 months.  The locals would say that deer strikes run in 3's.  I'm desperately hoping that, that means the one Husby hit last October is included in that tally.  I'm sure our insurance carrier is hoping the same thing.  The good news is that I'm fine, the bad news is that my oldest daughter is starting to wonder about humans.  As she was riding down the road with Husby, she asked, "deer don't really do anything do they dad?"  They just sort of eat grass and that's it?  Yes, that about sums it up.  Why do some people want to kill them then?  Hmmm?  I doubt that she was talking about me, since technically I really don't WANT to kill them.  Rather she was  probably referring to hunters.  A few weeks back she decided that we should stop trapping  pocket gophers on our property, because after all, they have feelings too.  So it seems we have a budding naturalist, or perhaps a PETA person on our hands.

Life with a Kindergartner here in the great wide open, it doesn't get much better than this, now I sound like a beer commercial.

Speaking of the great wide open, I love it.  I've chosen it, it feels like home, when I leave, I'm always happy to fly back to our tiny airport with all 3 of it's gates....  BUT, as with anything this place can pinch, and confine.  I never really noticed it until the last 6 months or so.  I never really noticed a lot of things until the last 6 months or so.........  Stay tuned, I want to tell you all about my awakenings........... Now that I've told you all about my murderous morning.

Later then..