A few months back, there was a moose that had been hit on the highway. Her hindquarters were nearly useless, but she had managed to drag herself quite some distance into the wheat fields. We had many, many calls to the humane society about why she hadn't been taken care of, and for each caller I could only tell them to call the Sheriff's office. Finally, shortly before dusk, I called the Sheriffs office myself to complain, not about the moose, but about the fact that I'm getting so many phone calls about the moose, and that I'm the one getting yelled at because nobody will go out there and take care of her. That finally got some action, and I had to go out and meet the deputy to show him where she was lying so he could shoot her. I felt really bad for the deputy, his rifle was woefully underpowered for large game, and it took 5 shots to finish her. When he came back up to the cars, he looked pretty drained.

You were very kind and very strong to do what you did for that doe. I'm not sure I could have done the same. So far, the few times I've been behind some idiot who hits an animal with his car and then doesn't stop, I've just gotten out, held the cat quietly in my arms, and they've died within a minute. Though I did have to kill a mouse once with a shovel after my cat had skinned him alive and then lost interest.