Perhaps if I had grown up around here instead of Chicago I would not be in awe so much when I see a deer in the woods. Tonight at sunset I was walking in the woods and saw a beautiful doe cross a stream, get out on the other side and shake off just like a dog. You'd think it was something great to watch--it was. Shortly after that I saw a beautiful buck, strong, arogent, powerful, struting his stuff in the woods--what a sight!
Gary
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