The owner called me and said he had my check ready. Myself, #3 and #4 went over to see him. We got to see the horses that were out that night. Huge animals, just huge. He had 7 of them, but only 6 were out running. Here's the injury of the third one I hit.
That one was hit by the right fender, and where that cut is right in line with where the hood curled up. The Suburban did a slight swerve to the right after the impact of the second, I don't believe I steered that way, but I might have. When he got them home that morning he put some anti-septic on it. He said it looked like it bled for a little bit, but not bad, they must have some tough skin, probably something like horse hide.
We brought more brownies for them, only 3 of the 7 kids were home, the youngest, the rest were in school. The little ones dug into the brownies right away. We talked for a while and he gave me the check and talked some more. I told them that just because they gave me a check that doesn't mean our friendship ends here, their faces just lit up, and I think they were very surprised. The Amish are kind of jaded when it comes to dealing with the "english" mostly because of what they see in the tourists that come here. They do make friends with their neighbors, coworkers and drivers, but meeting strangers they more cautious.
I told them again that if they needed to go somewhere they can give me a call. They immediately took me up on it, because he had some places he needed to run to today. I was happy to do it as I had the time and the total run was less than 16 miles. He paid me for it, which is nice. The amish don't expect favors and are happy to pay. He gave us a quart of maple syrup that his sister makes and ships to them in 5 gallon buckets, which his wife then cans into quart jars. Looks really good too.
We were able to deposit the check and should be able to buy the truck next week.