we had three deer run across route 5 right in front of my dads shop at the amish market about two years ago. Two made it across the south bound side,while one did not. Then on the north bound side the other two got hit. One was still alive, and this girl comes up out of a car and runs to the deer holding it, and that thing got right back up, ran back out into traffic, and got hit again. But it was still alive, back on the shoulder it was. So the girl calls the police, and he comes, and he's debating on shooting the deer. He's hoping that it just dies in the next few minutes, just so he doesn't have to fill out paper work on why he discharged his weapon. Well the deer didn't pass on his own, so the cop had to shoot it. He was very reluctant to shoot the thing. The girl was covered in fur and blood and got right in her car like that, she called her dad, and he came and picked up all three deer ,and took them home to clean them. It was all kinda strange to watch. She didn't want the deer to die, but she called her dad to come pick up the carcasses so he could eat them. I guess he didn't want them to go to waste!
