We Hit A Cow :(

Welp, talk about a bad ending to a good weekend. We didn't leave Scottsdale till pretty late in the afternoon because Jason blessed his new baby, McKenna, in sacrament meeting (which Brandon was able to participate in, so that was neat), and then my mom made a HUGE turkey and ham and everything else, feast for lunch. Brandon had a lot of spanish homework to get done, so I drove from Flagstaff to Kanab, after stopping for gas in Kanab I figured I woudn't mind driving to Beaver, but for some reason just decided to switch with Brandon here. Well, about 7 miles out of Kanab in the canyon, at about 9:30, I was thinking I should tell Brandon to watch out for deer because it was so late but didn't say anything (probably wouldn't have done much anyways). Coming around a corner, going 65 mph we hit a black cow. Brandon says it happened so fast, all of a sudden he sees the cow and then bam! we were already through it. Having never been in any kind of car accident, it was by far the scariest moment of my life. One second I'm lookin down at the iPod, and the next it feels like we just hit a brick wall with glass flying everywhere, and all I could do was scream (which probably wasn't very smart cuz it made Brandon think I was really hurt). He was able to get control of the car and pull it off to the side of the road. We were so lucky that my car held up as well as it did, because none of us even had a scratch (my friend, Lindsey Black, from Beaver was with us). After we hit the cow, it went flying to the other side of the road, causing a car coming in the opposite direction to hit it, sending their car on its two side wheels, almost rolling it. We were able to flag down some people who didn't have enough room in their car for us but were nice enough to drive back into Kanab for help. Another couple who lived nearby stopped and drug the cow to the side of the road (ew!) and gave Lindsey and I a ride to their house to use their landline and call my dad. (Of course we had zero cell phone service out there) Well, long story short (but not really), the car was towed to Kanab where we had to stay in a hotel overnight. Lindsey's brother had to come from St. George to pick us up and take us back to St. George to rent a car (which was a mess in itself) and then we were FINALLY able to make it back to Provo, and I'm driving a SWEET Kia Rondo rental car.

We are just SO grateful for the Lord's hand in our safety and that we were able to walk away with nothing more than some sore necks. We can't even imagine how different things would have been if we were in a smaller car, going faster, the cow was bigger, or even if I was driving. Now we're just really busy trying to catch up in our classes and figuring out all the fun insurance stuff (they haven't figured out if they're just going to total it or not). Thanks a lot for all of the love and support we've gotten from family and friends.

Okay, you maybe can't tell, but while we were walking back to the lady's car, I just held up my camera and clicked, and actually got the dumb cow in it. Its the big black thing in the back of the picture...

Blood and guts (the cow's, not ours ;) and hay from the cow's stomach! You can also see on the side of where the driver's window used to be is a big dent from the horns. We figure the left horn is what broke the window (so grateful it didn't hit Brandon in the head)

WHAT A NIGHTMARE!!