Deer In My Window

“This is how cool it is to live in rural MT. Right now, as I'm typing this, there is a two point little buck staring right in my kitchen window looking at me. It's just after sun set and he's just checkin' out the food sit. in my backyard. Cool!”

“Great!
Now your gonna have Birch or somebody out there trying to kill it.”

“A deer perused the selections in the Student Union cafeteria at Michigan State University last week. Maybe he wanted to check the upgrades to the food court situation?!”

“No one will kill him or I'll whip their ass.”

“Interesting threat.


BWAH-hahahahahahaha...”

“Serious, I'll get my bull whip and whip their damned ass for messing w/ the poor deer.



Bull whips are just a common household item in MT. LOL! I'm kidding.”

“Sounds like the gauntlet has been thrown to me!!!! :0)

I'm checking airfare prices right now. Can you pick him up at the airport Newgirl?”

“Sure thing Sass.”

“He'll need an out of state permit though.”

“bull whips, how is that kinky?

I'll never understand those satomassisace”

“Tea, the spelling is just sickening.”

“Birch needs an out-of-state permit for a bullwhip? How about if he borrows one & brings his own? I'll go see if I can find it & let Sassy know. LOL”

“No, no, no . . . he needs an out of state permit to hunt. Thankfully, I don't need a permit to whip the asses of people hunting on my property w/out permission. LOL!”

“I'll grab my Browning

Be right over”

“At one time I would have thought that neat.

But now, living in the middle of a serious deer migration area I have my doubts.

Despite the fences I have around my yard and my garden, in the fall months when the deer head down to lower elevations, they find my yard a necessary stop on the way down to winter pastures.

I have deer that get tangled up in my wire fences, deer that eat all the flowers off my rose bushes, and deer that trample my other flower beds.

Roy, the idiot llama, who is TERRIFIED of deer, spends half the night between 11 PM and 3 AM BUGELING, to warn us killer deer are in the yard.

Nobody in my neighborhood gets any sleep when the deer are passing through.”

“Here in NJ they get hit by the cars on the parkway. Bad for the deer - bad for the drivers.

They really need to be thinned out.”

“Driving back north from Madison today, the second day of the Wisconsin deer hunt, I saw almost as many road kill deer along U.S. 51 as I saw on cars coming south. When we got to the kennel to pick up our dogs, about 4 p.m., there were at least a dozen deer grazing in the open fields across the road. Even hunting season hadn't phased them. Just too many in these parts. The DNR has unlimited doe permits for our area.”

“During one of my first years at the university, I saw a deer in the middle of campus by the entrance to our building. I guess there are ways they can get down from the mountains all the way to campus.”

“Thet Ice Tea sure neid a good whippigg four dat spelligg!”

“there was a beer in my window, but i killed it.”

“did you "shotgun" it?”

“blew it's head off?”

“You guys are just pun masters!”

“it was stout, but i double fisted it!”

“Q: How many deer fit inthe trunk of a BMW 530?

A: ANSWER”

“eewww!! that's grooossss! some guy in high school hit a deer on the way to school, put it in the back of his truck, and came to school...the deer sat there ALL DAY! blech.”

“Lee,

Excellent story. We obviously love the same places and enjoy pretty much the same people.

Watched a deer browse coming back from Johns Brook Lodge one year and waited for some kids to come along.

I have deer poo on my back lawn, but someone else hunts the orchard behind my place. More deer that dogs around here (southwestern Quebec, just across the border from Franklin County, N.Y.).

Just thought I'd share.”

“Didja ever hear the bambulance 9-1-1 call?”

“You got deers in yer yard to?
You prolly better yell at them so they will run off and not eet yer suppers. That is what I wold do.”

“Thanks for the advice Sarabelle, but he didn't try to get my supper. He was real nice.”

“when Dude and I were in the Whites he said that he saw a Kangaroo in the window of the hut we stopped at.



Of course we believed him...........”

“If that was the famous Galehead Hut kangaroo. . . my wife and I saw it too.

Apparently some Australian hiker brought it up as a pet. When they wouldn't let it stay in the hut overnight (because it wasn't a "service" animal) it chewed through its leash and escaped. It lives in the low area between the hut and the ascent to South Twin, surviving on food left by passerby.”

“Are you guys joking?”

“it eats snipes.”

“You meanthese snipes?”

“rad--

My wife and i didn't knw about the snipes. We tried to leave it trail mix (peanuts, raisins, choco chips). It came out of the woods and started hopping up the trail after us (when it was left it was a little yearling, but now is a big full grown mother-fer). I wasn't sure how to handle it . . i was afraid the SOB was gonna try and box me.”

“You little ripper!

Aussie! Aussie! Aussie!
Oi!Oi!Oi!”

“Newgirl, you whip the arses of those murderous deer killing mongrels, oops wrong thread, thought I was on the favorite gun thread again.”