A hunter got up early on a cold morning, grabbed a rifle and went to sit up in a tree.
He enjoyed a beautiful scenic view.
A young buck stepped cautiously out of those woods and peered intently at the tree in which the hunter sat.
He knew from past experience that danger lurked in such places.
He stepped and stared, and snatched a mouthful of fresh greens, this repeated whilst the hunter dared not move, not even breathe while in view of this wary creature.
Then the buck made a mistake and turned to look at a noise within the woods.
BANG!
That hunter, he shot true and did not miss.
But deer are tough and away he tore into the woods, yet he left a trail.
A trail the hunter followed till he found that buck with his tail in the dirt.
A never was there a happier hunter.
And later that day, just for good measure, that hunter went out and killed that buck's doe.
He enjoyed a beautiful scenic view.
A young buck stepped cautiously out of those woods and peered intently at the tree in which the hunter sat.
He knew from past experience that danger lurked in such places.
He stepped and stared, and snatched a mouthful of fresh greens, this repeated whilst the hunter dared not move, not even breathe while in view of this wary creature.
Then the buck made a mistake and turned to look at a noise within the woods.
BANG!
That hunter, he shot true and did not miss.
But deer are tough and away he tore into the woods, yet he left a trail.
A trail the hunter followed till he found that buck with his tail in the dirt.
A never was there a happier hunter.
And later that day, just for good measure, that hunter went out and killed that buck's doe.