Somethings Just Stay With You
Okay, so. You really know you’re living in the country when you see wild Turkeys.
So, normal people…if they hit a wild animal…it’s a deer. Its a skunk. Its an opossum (I think that’s how it spelled)
What you don’t think of when someone hits a wild animal is….
But I guess I am not normal.
Because that is exactly what I did.
I was heading to the school for the afternoon pickup line.
I was driving like normal.
I seen a wild turkey in the lawn opposite of my lane. This isn’t the first time that I’ve seen them.
So I thought ‘there’s no way that this turkey would run into the road, in front of my car, by the time that I passed by.
Well, I was horrifically wrong.
Because this turkey
Starts running at road runner speed and gets in front of my car.
I’m slamming on the breaks.
Glad no one is behind me to rear end me
But I didn’t stop in time.
Because the turky jumps.
hitting my windshield
rolling across my roof.
I mean, I literally knocked the crap out of this turkey.
Because there is this huge bird crap spot on my roof.
It then hits the grown and scampers off into the woods.
My nerves are SHOT.
How did I hit a turkey?!?!?!
But I did.
Now, my mistake.
was telling my family.
Because everyone is reminding me of it all week.
Now I know it will die down. Soon. Hopefully.
Until Thanksgiving comes around. Then they will bring it back up since I cook Turkey every year.
Somethings…. You will never live down.