One month before the season begins.....I do nothing but browse. I sleep in the field below the house.....and occasionally graze in the neighbors soy beans. I rub my head on trees trying to extricate the funky moss that's growing on my head ...due to the fact that I haven't bathed in weeks.

Every once in a while a friendly neighbor tosses me some corn....and I'm glad they put the salt down by the creek...so as to help with the thirst thing. With the exception of gettin really amorous around November, it's not a bad existence.....I'm really doin about all I can to keep the scent down.

Now if I can keep the spooners off off my ass.....I think it'll be a good season.