[This tale is based on an urban myth that was perpetuated on the Internet.]
The reindeer gained momentum, just as the Russian Cargo plane pulled its nose up and closed the rear doors. It was a practical joke gone bad. The plane was to overfly the home of the govenor in Wasila, but was so far off course that the 800 pound reindeer was on its way down from thirty thousand feet, headed for a direct hit on a small Russian, fishing trawler in the Bering Sea.
The planes captain, Yuri Paduchev, was reeling from a gut full of vodka, and his co-pilot, Dimitri was not navigating very well due to his bout of Saturday night flu.
The men on the deck of the trawler swore that that they heard the honking grunts of the reindeer before it landed and passed clear through the deck and out the keel of their craft.
They all survived, since they had just gathered in the wheel house to toast the coming holiday.