"Dave B* will be by sometime today with a dead deer's head, I said he could put it in my freezer."
Little Grey Bungalow
Friday, November 18, 2016
Messages You Don't Get In The City
"Dave B* will be by sometime today with a dead deer's head, I said he could put it in my freezer."
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OK, being Canadian and all, I can understand people up north paying their child support with an elk or moose left at the back door, but what, pray tell, does one do with a deer's head?
I'm still puzzling over why he thought it necessary to tell me it was a dead deer's head.
We're keeping it for him pending a visit to the taxidermist.
There you go: city people don't usually think of taxidermy.
Well, perhaps - perhaps! - the deer was alive when this process started? (Lawsy, I HOPE not!)
The same persons wife texted me with "Dead raccoon east of barn by green gate."
I just pass these messages along, I don't try to interpret them.
I believe it was Red Skelton who once said, after a particularly awful joke, "Listen folks, I only repeat 'em. I don't write 'em."
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