I think she deserves some sort of prize for fitting a deer in the back of a '78 Volvo, especially if she got it in there all by herself.

Silly me, my heart goes out to a poor 25 yo woman who hits a deer while driving her 30+ year old Volvo uninsured without a license. Let's hope they throw the book at her for such a heinous acts. Thank God that deer will now be allowed to rot or be rendered rather than food for such an underserving scoundrel. The no on 42 crowd now has a poster child for it's next tv ad. Remember, insurance isn't a right affordable by the poor, it's a privilege only available to the creditworthy. I sure hope they confiscate the old Volvo - that'll teach her.

I am also impressed if she fit the deer in the volvo by herself.

Won't say where, won't say how. But I can admit to being fed part of a road-killed deer within the last year. Tasty.

The folks who served it to me had hit it accidentally, and given the poor suffering beast a coup de grace with a knife. After doing that mercy, leaving it to rot seemed like more of a crime than taking it home. I can't say that I disagree.

No question that the woman did wrong by driving while uninsured and suspended, but the charge for keeping the deer seems pointless and excessive. She's in deep enough without us emptying another bucket of crap on her.

I did Not hit that deer .... she ran into my moving Focus ...... while she went to the great Turtle Back Zoo in the sky, the car went in for $6400 of front-end work.

Deer me .... ...

PS, JB___St Al's/Down Neck reunion 11/11 at Iberia on Ferry St.

PPS... Go Yanks!!

I was sad to see that there was a law against salvaging road kill deer. It speaks to how things have changed in Oregon.

My Road Kill Story was when I was did some volunteer work down at the Union Gospel Mission in Old town back almost 20 years ago now. I was doing so during my lunch hour, and invited to eat, so on my one piece molded plastic tray I got some chipped "beef" over rice and overcooked vedgies, then was taken on a tour of the facility.

From the Second story dorm window, I looked out and saw a Deer lying on its side in the alley between buildings. When I asked my escourt how it got there, he said the highway patrol brought them in regularly, and the patrons dressed them froze the good meat and made great jerky, sold the skin if it wasn't roughed up too much.

I had an epiphany as what I had just eaten, and was teased for years at the office about my road kill lunch.

One of the great perks of owning a Volvo is you can run down and kill your dinner without having to worry about totaling your car.

Why the heck is it illegal to pick up a dead game animal? It seems to me that taking it for food is the responsible and respectful way to deal with such an unfortunate circumstance.