Pardon my language, but it's been the weekend from HELL. My wonderful, incredibly hard working husband got laid off from his job, we found out that our kitchen sink has a nasty leak and to top it all off, Bambi decided to run head on into our car last night. Talk about horrible timing :( What doesn't kill you, makes you stronger I guess. But it still royally sucks!
Based on the impact, (no air bags deployed thank goodness) we thought for sure we had killed it. But it was only badly injured... not moving at all. And thank goodness it was only a doe.
We'd like Bambi to pay for our car to get fixed... seeing as it was his fault. Or her fault I guess. Whatever.
