John has been determined to get an apology (and insurance money) from the person who ran over the calves the other day. He mostly just wanted them to admit to it, take responsibility. So, we've been on the lookout for a truck with a smashed front end, missing several pieces, that was probably a Dodge based on what was left at the crash site. He went by the body shops in Mason, and low-and-behold, one of them said a man had just come in to get his truck fixed. He had hit a cow and wanted to pay cash. Hmmmm.... coincidence, I think not! Now armed with the name of the probable suspect, John filed a police report. They were able to coerce a confession out of him... alright he just admitted it, and he called to apologize and give his insurance information. He apparently thought he'd only hit one and thought he saw it run off into the bushes. Somehow he missed the one laying in the road, but it was dark, so I'll give him the benefit of the doubt. He had several other excuses, but at least he fessed up and John can relax and quit his temporary job of crime scene investigator. :)
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