Dear Diary Thursday, continued....

My friend Season made it into work and announced that the deer on the side of the road was not dead. We started calling 911 and a veterinarian who is about 10 feet away from the deer. The vet REFUSED to go outside his front door and put the animal out of its misery, even if I was willing to come and pay for it! 911 let us know that an officer was on its way. Season and I got into my vehicle and headed up to be with the animal, only to discover that whomever had hit this beautiful creature, had also killed its' baby and had at least moved the baby off to the side of the road. They did not bother to call to make arrangements to put the mother out of it's misery...and I believe it was the UTA bus that is still parked up on the side of the road and has been since I came in this morning. Well, we drove by the deer, and just as we did it raised its head, unable to move the rest of it's body. I pulled into the parking lot, worried that if I pulled behind the deer it would put up a struggle, possibly putting it in more pain. We then started calling 911 non-stop, lying and telling them that the crowd had started, children were lining up for the bus, etc. We pulled out of the parking lot and headed back to the deer, just as an officer arrived. You could tell that this officer was doing his duty, not enjoying the task, as he pulled his high powered rifle from the trunk. I yelled at Season to close her eyes, as I did not want her to witness what was about to happen, and the officer began to fire into the deer just as I was next to it, causing us both to scream out and begin to sob, which complicates driving. He fired into the animal three times, guaranteeing that he had ended its suffering. We made it back to work, still sobbing, into the building. Thankfully Season told everyone what had happened, as I was unable to speak without breaking into sobs again. So, can my day get better now?