One night, me and a buddy decided to take a drive through a really
well-to-do part of town, a few miles out of the main city. Theres houses and condos both on top and below the coulees in the river valley. well, going down the road into the hills, we came upon this jeep cherokee that just nailed a mulie doe. She was still alive but couldn't go anywhere. I did have a .22 in my truck, but decided not to shoot her when we went to see if the people in the truck were o.k. They informed me they phoned the police and that "They will come and take it to the vet!" All I said was "Probably not" and waited for the cruiser to show a few minutes later. The lady in the jeep looked mortified when the police officer used his sidearm to dispatch her, and even more so when me and him dragged her to the side and tossed her into the ditch. That added a little humor to an otherwise shoddy situation. (Bloody treehugers & their Vets!)