Neighborhood Watch

This harrowing account comes to you via our neighbor Lee the deer hunter.

Lee was in a tree not k-i-s-s-i-n-g (as far as we know), but rather hunting for deer with bow and arrow (which are very rare). He was focused on a jailbait-young buck which had stopped here, directly below Lee's stand. Out of the corner of his eye, he spotted a small creature slinking panther-like across the meadow. This creature, as you may have guessed, was Eric, crouched down (how could Lee tell?) stalking the buck. Eric crept closer. The buck kept munching grass, blissfully unaware of what he was about to face. When Eric got within four feet of the deer, he suddenly unleashed a flurry of yipping that would send chills down the spine of a mouse, maybe a bunny, but one would think a four-point buck would just glance at little Eric and keep on munching. Not this one - he took off like a nitro fuel dragster. Eric did a little victory dance in the end zone (I'm watching the Eagles' game while I'm writing this).