And Now You Know The Rest Of The Story.

 

When I went down to Lordville on Wednesday, I had hoped to maybe finish up in time to get a little fishing in. I didn't. It was 4:00 when I called it quits so I decided to take my bow and sit in a place where I've often seen does and fawns come out to feed in the evening.

The first doe appeared at 4:15 followed closely by her two fawns. Another doe appeared moments later. By 4:30 there were four does and three fawns in sight. Shortly thereafter, a nice eight point buck walked towards the does. He seemed to look at me several times but was clearly more interested in the array of potential mates. When he got within 25 yards of me he stopped broadside, which turned out to be the last mistake he ever made.

Called Jean in the morning, (her car has the trailer hitch), and she drove down, (an hour and fifty minutes each way) so we could transport the deer back home. Finished up the butchering Saturday night in time to treat Jean to a nice prime rib dinner at Dasher's Pub down in Homer.

BTW-  On " Gonna Shut You Down" I was referring to the Beach Boys "Shut Down", (Tack it up, tack it up, buddy gonna shut you down). Jim D., gets full credit for the Rip Chords "Hey Little Cobra" which has the same shut her down language. Sadly I can only give half credit to Ed S. for his "409" reference, he got the singers right (it was another Beach Boys tune from the same era) but contained no shut down language.

"On Turn Out The Lights The Party's Over", I thought for sure someone would cite Dallas Cowboy's quarterback and Monday Night Football's legend, Don Meredith who probably made the song more famous than Willie did when he warbled it whenever he deemed the Monday night game to be over.

As always, thanks to all for your kind comments. Will be looking forward to next April when hopefully we can all get together again.

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