Only in the midwest

Many people ask why I love reading the Minneapolis paper (Star-Tribune) instead of any Chicago papers. the answer is simple - they publish stories the Tribune and Sun-Times would never even think about printing. For example, the Strib recently published a list of things to do when you hit a deer with your car.

  • Pull off the road, well onto the shoulder, stop and put on your four-way flashers.

Seems simple enough. Although they forgot another important one - stop screaming.

  • Call 911. Officers will come to the scene and write a report. Failing to report a deer crash is a common and often costly mistake. If authorities aren't notified, no report is filed. Without that report, insurance companies often will not cover the damage to your car.

No wonder COPS never films in the country. Imagine how dull it would be to follow the Pope County Sheriff around all day answering calls for road kill.

  • If the deer is dead and you want the carcass, ask the officer for a possession permit. It is illegal to take a dead deer without a permit. If you do not want the carcass, the DNR will dispose of it.

Well, if they published it it must be a commonly asked question. Yes everyone, apparently people do eat road kill - but only if they kill it personally. My parents had friends where the husband was a big hunter and had a den full of stuffed deer, moose head, bear, antelope, a musk ox, muskrats, squirrels, and various other vicious man-eaters (cue Hall and Oates). Now I kind of wonder if he used his '84 Bronco instead of his rifle on any of those...

  • If the deer is injured and takes off, any information you can give to police and DNR officials will be helpful.

I have no idea what the point of this is. What, are they going to tail it? Why? Are they planning on writing the deer a ticket for jaywalking? Will I be expected to pick said deer out of a lineup in a few days? "Yes officer it's that one right there, with the broken antler - the one that's bleeding all over the floor. No, not the one in the hat...second from the left. Yeah, *that* one."

Comments

KC said…
An acquaintance of mine has hit deer on the road 3 separate times. I wonder if he goes out looking for them or he really just has terrible luck.
towwas said…
Yeah, eating that roadkill makes sense - because you know it's fresh. In fact, you know precisely how fresh it is.
Anonymous said…
Actually, as another Minnesotan, I can tell you - they need to post information about who can take it home. I knew of a teacher who had been hit by a deer while driving with her small child. She said that 3 or 4 separate cars stopped for them - to ask if they were going to keep the deer, or if passerby-guy could claim it.

As for the comments about describing the animal, I think they do just want to find it. I'm pretty sure that if it's really badly hurt, they'll often get the DNR to come and put it out of its misery.

Either that, or maybe deer who hit cars are the misguided communicators of a master race of genetically altered deer, produced in a government experiment run under the auspices of the DNR. Some valiantly escaped from their deer imprisonment camps, and now the law is looking to find them all and exterminate them...

Speaking of deer, anyone see the article today about the guy who broke a deer's neck w/his bear hands b/c it had gotten into his daughter's bedroom & he couldn't get it out?
grrrbear said…
NWG - at least he took the head and not the other end like this guy: http://21stdrew.blogspot.com/2005/09/ding-ding-anyone-home.html

K - Maybe your friend has offended deer-kind and is now being pursued by their version of suicide bombers

TOWWAS - Do you suppose if a deer died in the sahara its meat would turn immediately to jerky instead of rotting?

E - I can see it now - Arnold Schwartzenegger in "The Running Deer"...
Stacey Pelika said…
Once I was in a wedding at Our Alma Mater, and the night before there was a rehearsal dinner in the Town of Cows, Colleges, and Contentment (at the dearly departed Middle Eastern Restaurant). However, most of us were staying in the Big City. On the drive back, I spotted a deer about to cross the road near the Norwegian College, and swerved to miss it. The next day I got lots of props from the people in the car behind me (including the bride), who hadn't seen the deer and probably wouldn't have without my speedy reflexes.
towwas said…
Ah, the Norwegian College. I have fond memories of my Norwegian class there. It was known as the easy language, so all the kids who hadn't been able to get through the language requirement on something else ended up in there. It was quite a scene.
J.Po said…
I had a friend in high school whose mom used to find road kill and bring it to the bio teacher so he could use if for disections. She was not completely sane. Quite sad, really.