I killed Bambi

The other night I was driving home from trivia. My team had won so I was pretty stoked and I'm sure I had a smile on my face. I was driving about 65 mph on the freeway and it was late and DARK. As I turned a corner of the freeway, all of a sudden I saw Bambi.

Bambi was standing in the middle of the freeway.

Not walking across it. Not running. Not doing anything but CHILLIN' in the middle of the freeway.

I knew I was going to hit it. There was no way I wouldn't. I slammed on my brakes and started screaming right before it hit. At the last second, it tried to jump to the right but not in time.

BAM!!!!!!

And just like that, I became a murderer.

After we hit, my car swerved horribly to one side and then the other. I screamed even louder. I thought for sure I was going to spin out of control and hit the car on my left. But then my car straightened out and I keep going down the freeway in utter and complete shock. Did that just happen??

I pulled off at the next exit to freak out, cry, and call 911. They said they'd send out a unit to pick up Bambi.

As I drove home, I noticed my car was driving weird. I was sure the deer dented the front and maybe it pushed some engine parts out of place or something. In the morning, I went outside to see the damage:

See the little fluff of something hanging from the bottom of the headlight? Yep, that's deer fur, skin, and blood. Anyway, you can see how everything in the hood/bumper is out of alignment. I can't open the passenger door because of it. So I took my car into a body shop and am driving a rental car in the meantime.

I am shaky from the whole incident and I don't want to drive at night anymore. I'm hoping to feel better in a couple days. I am VERY thankful it wasn't worse. I could have gotten into a really bad accident.

At least I didn't stop and load the deer in my car to take to Animal Rescue. This could have happened: