You go for a ride in your mother’s prized car. On the way home, you hit a deer, denting the bumper.

You know your mum will get over the bumper. Eventually. What occupies you currently is what a deer is doing in the middle of down town New York City…and how you are going to resist those eyes as it limps towards the driver’s door…doing a brilliant Bambi impression.

The sporadic honks start building into a sustained drone as frustrated commuters lean on their horns, you scoop ‘Bambi’ in through the driver’s door and across your lap in a flurry of hooves.

Dumping the deer in your startled passenger’s lap you sigh.

Your five star Uber rating is definitely shot. And you’re pretty sure keeping a deer rates higher on your mum’s ‘go ballistic’ scale than denting the damn bumper…and it’s only Tuesday!