This morning, I had to take Steve to the airport. He’s going
away for a few days on a business trip. I hate when he goes away. I hate it
even more when we have to be at the airport at 5-something am. Yep, we were out
of the house at 3:45am! I am not a morning person, so it takes a small miracle
to make that happen.
On the way into the airport, I was on deer watch duty. We
live in the Deer Capitol of Texas. There are more deer per capita here than
anywhere else in the state. There are a LOT of deer here. Hunting season just
started, so all the deer are still out and about, running amuck because they
haven’t gotten the memo yet that the guns have arrived. Which reminds me, we
really need to post our “No Hunting” signs. We don't have any "Deer Welcome Here" or "Deer Safety area" signs because deer can't read. Obviously.
Eighteen deer. That’s how many I spotted this morning. Steve
only saw one or two, which just goes to show that having a deer spotter in the
car is a good idea. On the way home, I
spotted 12 live deer, and 4 dead ones. The scary thing is that I didn’t see any
dead ones on the way in! This proves a few things: 1. Given more light (the sun
was coming up), a paranoid driver can still see lots of deer, 2. Dogs do not
make good deer spotters because they never even reacted, or if they did see
them, they suck at counting, 3. my new glasses really do help me see, and 4. I know I had a fourth point, but I’m too
tired to remember what it was.
There was actually more than 12 deer on the way home. I
spotted six (one, then another, then another, then two more, then another),
then I spotted a whole group! I think there was probably around 10 deer all
milling around together, but it’s incredibly difficult to run a head count of
wild deer hanging out while doing 70mph. And calling roll never works with
deer. They just aren’t very good at following directions.
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