Bambi Whisperer

Turkey day was with the in-laws this year, which also translates to "huntfest -enter year here-".

In keeping with tradition, Justin tried to take me up for a morning hunt in Coleman, TX.

Justin: *shakes me* 

Me: *shake head back, roll over, pull cover over head*

Justin goes without me.

After his return...

Me: Did you see anything?

Justin: No.

Me: Too bad... I did.

Justin: What?

Me: Well I woke up - because I had to go to the bathroom. 

(Writer's note: to fully understand the meaning of the pause in that statement and to fully appreciate the rest, you should probably click the link above.)

So I'm out there and hadn't seen anything - then I saw one at the feeder.

Justin: Cool! What did it do?

Me: Well it was eating - but I was NOT staying where I was currently sitting so I quietly moved towards the cabin. 

I was really worried that it would run away, but it kept eating.

Then I got onto the porch, and it looked at me.

Justin: That's pretty neat.

Me: Yeah - it kept on coming too - it was the strangest thing.... And then I remembered I was wearing my moose hat

So I thought maybe that's why kept coming closer - He thought I was a relative.

Justin: Wow!

Me: Well that's not all - he kept coming closer and closer - I mean he was probably a few feet away from me.

And then the deer said, "Hey Whitney - how about a beer?"

Justin: *Looks at me*

Me: Too far???

Later that night, Justin shows me a picture of him petting a deer saying "this is an 'actual' deer sighting".

I showed him my picture... 

I know... I'm not very photogenic.

See... Bambi Whisperer.