Doe, a Deer, a female deer...

Monday, my car was struck by a deer. I never saw the doe until the very moment she struck the driver side of my Taurus. The deer struck my car with such impact she crushed my driver and passenger doors beyond repair.

Unfortunately, I watched the animal expire on the wet pavement. Then, I performed the grim task of pulling her carcass out of the way of traffic. Several folks told me to throw her in my trunk. "Good venison," they yelled. Nice, I thought, I'm all broken up because I've killed Bambi's mother and they want me eat her.

It's been a week and I'm still driving the Taurus. Ironically, the driver door opens and there is no wind noise or rain leakage through the damaged door. Ford wins my vote for well built.