I got home about 8:30 last night, dead tired after a long hard day and before I had even put down my briefcase, the phone was ringing. I considered not answering it for fear it was a client wanting information my bedraggled brain might not be able to produce at that moment. Of course, I did answer and it was my daughter who, with my grandchildren, lives in my house in a nearby town. This is the home in which she grew up and when she was divorced, the 4 bedroom house was exactly what she needed so in they moved in and I am elsewhere. Anyway, the conversation last night started with the words every parent dreads hearing for they do not bode well for a peaceful evening. "Mother, I need help, actually advise, no I need help." My mind raced through the immediate possibilities - she was sick again, the kids were sick, she wrecked the car, she needed money - the list sped through my brain with a speed familiar to all parents. Apparently, a neighbor was walking through the woods next to the house where our dug well is situated and the neighbor noticed that the fence around the well was collapsed on one side so she when in to investigate. She found that as deer has crashed through the well cover, 3/4" marine plywood in a frame. There in the well is a dead deer. We don't know how long it has been there but it is bloated and the hair is starting to come off. I almost screamed into the phone "DON"T USE THE WATER" That was almost laughable since she may never want to drink water from that well again. The first thing I did was go through a long list of what she could not do until we solve this problem. Don't drink it, don't brush teeth with it, don't use it for cooking, don't wash dishes in it, should be okay to bathe unless they have any open wounds but don''t swollow any, etc. Now I've got to get this dead deer out of the well. huh - this could be a problem. I've pretty much decided that I'll put a block and tackle over the well and go down, in wadders, and try to get a my old hammock under the deer and hoist it up. That's about the best solution I can think of. I've gotten dead animals out of that well before but never anything as large as a deer. After I get it up, I figure I should use some cheesecloth type material to attempt to strain any visable remnants from the water, then add a couple gallons of Clorox and let it sit for a day or two before running the hose until it seems the clorine smell and taste begin to clear. Final step should be a water test before drinking. Luckily, there is a water lab right in town and I know the guy so he'll run the test for $10. On my way home tonight though, I got to thinking that first thing tomorrow morning I should call my insurance company to see if there is any possible way they will cover it. If so, I'll hire someone to do the dirty work.