Hit a deer last night. We're ok. The car's not. I hope the deer died quickly - or wasn't hurt at all. But judging from the car damage, I can't imagine it not being severely hurt. I've never hit a deer before. I've never killed anything so big. It's funny how prejudiced we can be. Arriving home after hitting the deer, I killed, with my bare hands, a mosquito, almost without thought. Why the remorse over the deer, and little to none over the bug? Is it that the mosquito could hurt me with a bite and could be carrying infectious diseases? Is it that it was small and I've killed tons of them? Hmm.
