But then... he DIDN'T head into the cornfield. Didn't move at all in fact. After a closer inspection I found that this wasn't a real live deer after all. It wasn't plastic either.
Everyone has heard of the hick sport of cow tipping, loved by hillbillies everywhere. 'Round here though, in Minnesota, where it gets to 20 degrees below zero, we have a winter time version of this sport too.
It's called roadkill righting.
Yup, that's a dead deer. Frozen solid and propped up in the snow. Classy Isanti, classy.