This kinda got its inspiration from Farm Girl bulldozing an Elk.
http://tractortracks.blogspot.com/2011/03/elksplosion.html Deer Season in the Poconos results in increased deer movement and hence Collisions involving Deer. The Flatlanders think of them as Bambi, I just think of them as Rats with long legs. Anyway. They result in a 20-30 % increase in crashes as they do dumb shit when the hunting pressure like run out into traffic hence I get to write... A lot. One morning I get the call down off the three lane west of town. The township and the Boro are in a pissing contest over police coverage so the State Gets to/has to cover it until they kiss and make nice. It's about 20 miles as the crow files and not in our normal patrol range so I get to make a special guest appearence. I get there about a half hour after I get the call as I was way the hell down in the southern end of the county. It's about 7:30-8:00 and the morning rush is just starting to peter out. She was absolutely incandescent with rage by the time I pull up. Wasn't me she was jacked about however, it was the motoring public. First thing I had asked her if she was OK. Second thing I asked her was if she wanted the deer. She exploded at that. Reason she was pissed. Nine (9) people stop and asked her if they could have the deer, not one asked her if she was OK. She told them that GD Deer wasn't leaving until the cops got there. She had a big old Buick and she had crunched the whole front clip. Tow Truck time. I totally had the giggles the rest of the morning. The deer? Game Commision came and got what was left. Let's be careful out there.
