The other day while driving down the road, Conner yells,
"There's a deer!"
Steve puts on the breaks a little expecting one to run out in front of us.
Conner said "No, he's not going to run, he's just tipped over."
Me- "What do you mean tipped over?"
Conner- "He is laying on his back with his legs in the air, he tipped over!"
Sure enough on the way back through, Conner showed us the deer that had all four legs pointing to Heaven. Sure enough, that poor deer had tipped over...... a few days ago!
4 years old
4 years old
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