SLOWER PACE
Down here in Kentucky, things move at a slower pace. This would include their deer population.
Allow me to digress for a moment ... in Michigan, it is a rite of passage to hit a deer. We have one of the highest deer populations, so a "car-deer" accident is almost as common place as a sunny day in southern California.
They're manic, too, those Michigan deer. They will fly out in front of you with the same posture as a crazed mountain man Una-bomber! I am relatively certain the person that coined the phrase "deer in the headlights look," hit a Michigan deer.
You've got to hand it to the Michigan deer ... they die in a blaze of ... well, violence. They don't just die; they try hard to mutilate themselves and the moving vehicle that has the unfortunate luck of hitting them ... often times, imploding (sorry for that grizzly word picture).
This is not the case here in Kentucky. As with everything down here, the deer move at a slow, even pace. It doesn't matter if a big, red Dodge Dakota is barreling down on them. They just plod along on the roadway, causing the driver of the aforemention vehicle to shout an expletive and automatically jerk the steering wheel, realizing how close she came to mangaling the front of her vehicle. She is also thankful that it happened as she was driving back from her three and a half hour "buying new car insurance" excursion (more to come on that later).
Allow me to digress for a moment ... in Michigan, it is a rite of passage to hit a deer. We have one of the highest deer populations, so a "car-deer" accident is almost as common place as a sunny day in southern California.
They're manic, too, those Michigan deer. They will fly out in front of you with the same posture as a crazed mountain man Una-bomber! I am relatively certain the person that coined the phrase "deer in the headlights look," hit a Michigan deer.
You've got to hand it to the Michigan deer ... they die in a blaze of ... well, violence. They don't just die; they try hard to mutilate themselves and the moving vehicle that has the unfortunate luck of hitting them ... often times, imploding (sorry for that grizzly word picture).
This is not the case here in Kentucky. As with everything down here, the deer move at a slow, even pace. It doesn't matter if a big, red Dodge Dakota is barreling down on them. They just plod along on the roadway, causing the driver of the aforemention vehicle to shout an expletive and automatically jerk the steering wheel, realizing how close she came to mangaling the front of her vehicle. She is also thankful that it happened as she was driving back from her three and a half hour "buying new car insurance" excursion (more to come on that later).
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