Please, I have a deadline.

[bohemiachiquita]

Do you have a story about a personal encounter with deer in Livingston? Ever hit one driving through a local neighborhood or woken up to see one on your lawn? Tell me about it and it may appear in my article for the Lance! Tell me deer stories, baby

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[beatlespwr]

Once the woman i baby sit for hit into a deer. i was in the back seat. it sucked. on the way back from babysitting, the deer was dead.

story 2:
once i decided i really wanted to pet a deer, so i spent 15 minutes tiptoeing towards it. Everytime it would freeze, i'd stop, and when it went back to eating, i'd move forward. I ended up 3 feet away, but then a car came. so i went back inside

[dearabbyz]

one time, i hit a deer but instead of it getting hurt, my car got all banged up.
so i got out and rode the deer to my destination...
sometimes i pass by that same spot and see my car lying on the side of the road- a helpless carcass.
ok i really need to stop.

[shampooboo]

hey fuckface!
I have no livingston deer stories. I do, however, have this:

Traveling through the dark I found a deer
dead on the edge of the Wilson River road.
It is usually best to roll them into the canyon:
that road is narrow; to swerve might make more dead.

By glow of the tail-light I stumbled back of the car
and stood by the heap, a doe, a recent killing;
she had stiffened already, almost cold.
I dragged her off; she was large in the belly.

My fingers touching her side brought me the reason-
her side was warm; her fawn lay there waiting,
alive, still, never to be born.
Beside that mountain road I hesitated.

The car aimed ahead its lowered parking lights;
under the hood purred the steady engine.
I stood in the glare of the warm exhaust turning red;
around our group I could hear the wilderness listen.

I thought hard for us all-my only swerving-,
then pushed her over the edge into the river.

-William Stafford

Sadness.

p.s.: you ain't no fuckface.
p.p.s.: nice icon, yo.

[lanzified]

a deer once jumped over the median into my headlight, then sailed over the car and landed on the side of the road. the worst part is that it was still alive afterwards, but badly injured.

[cherryjello6989]

i don't know if this is too late. but i have some deer dish.

I WAS DRIVING for the first time with my father, not Mr. Lyons, on my permit. We arrive home from 7-11 and 3 deer are running down my neighbor's lawn. They come to a stop on my lawn, and my father doesn't let me pull in until the deer go away. They don't go away for twenty minutes. It was nice, however, observing these deer in their tendency to move nice and slow when an amateur driver is trying to pull in her driveway. I also enjoy their tendency to run down a hill as if being chased by Uber-Deer when I'm descending the hill myself, again, an amateur driver.

That's all. Deer angst. gaah.

its late.