i went out on the 15th deer huntin'

got to the tree in time. . . . started climbing and about 10ft up the tree lost weight (lost diameter) and my foot pad was nose diving. . . .

after i got the footpad fixed, the sun was already up and any animal withing 50 yds was scared outta its mind. . . . i sat until 11 am before i saw the first deer.. . . a nice, young doe (probably 2yrs old)

she came in 'bout 40 yds. . . then 30yds. . . . and i was waiting 'til she moved behind some brush before i could draw. . . then as she was going behind the brush, she jumped out and whirled around. . . this is where i get all hot and bothered thinking there may be a buck behind her.. . .

instead, out jumps a spotted fawn ! ! AAAAAHHHHHH !!!

in the end, she presented me with shots 3 times. . . but i knew that if i shot her, then all the women on my side and the wife's side would rag on me for killin' bambi's mother. . . . .

so i watched bambi suck some milk and let 'em both go. . . .