All day today I wanted to play an April Fool’s Day joke on someone, but never managed to.  First I was busy with writing, then I could only think of mean ones.  Sad, I know.

But at last my wish was granted.  As I drove back from picking up some research books at the Duke library, I was watching carefully for deer.  As you know, me and my car are something of a deer magnet.  But I’ve gotten good at spotting them before they leap into the road, and besides, I was driving our behemoth of a station wagon, so I wasn’t too worried about the puny deer we usually see.

Until I saw one the size of a moose, right by the road.

I didn’t yelp, but my heart did.  I also braked fast–and realized it was a white horse, in a pasture.

Yep, I’d say the joke’s on me, and whoever set that one up gets kudos for somehow convincing the freakout factory in my brain that a pale white horse could double as a little brown deer.

Hope you had a great April Fool’s Day!