Several days ago, a friend commented about the football rankings in Mississippi and the winning political party in Arkansas, speculating that they signaled the coming of Apocalypse. As for us, we've had the wandering red chicken and yesterday's disastrous snowfall. Can there be more?
This morning, Floyd walked out onto our veranda to pour coffee while I finished cooking breakfast in the kitchen. He shouted loud enough to scare me witless. I was sure he had fallen or had a heart attack or uncovered a burglary. Here's what he saw looking back at him through the window:
Remember, we live in an urban area, within a more-or-less fenced -in community. No outdoor pets allowed, and he only trees are those planted ten years ago. This beautiful fellow was as scared as he was. They made eye contact, Floyd shouted for me to come see, and the buck took off running across the yards. Hope he makes it home safely.
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