
Last night I was driving down the hill and a deer ran right in front of me. I slammed on my brakes (good thing I wasn't driving very fast) and then two more deer ran in front of me. Might have been dasher, dancer, and comet, or donner,vixen, and blitzen. But it wasn't Rudolph. This I know because I looked for the red nose. I rolled down the window and yelled I've been good. You know just in case they were spying for Santa. And to ensure they would send a good report I reminded them that I was the one that had the delicious roses they enjoyed all summer. Hope it works.