Monday, March 23, 2009
Night of the Living Deer
Last night somewhere near the beginning of Rambo II, could Sylvester Stallone be any more godlike?, a shadow appeared outside my living room window. This startled me a little and I took a look through the blinds which have to stay closed or you can't see the television which would be fatal to all life on the planet - and that's what I saw.
This little adolescent deer is (a) chubby, and (b) very much still wearing her winter coat.
As you can see she is eating the shrubbery. I tapped on the window in the time-honored manner of territorial folks who are too lazy to go outside and chase something away. The deer looked at me with indignation and began to mosey. I returned to Rambo.
Minutes later more dark shadows appeared outside my office window, and I went to take a look there.
It was like a scene out of "Night of the Living Dead": there were about five of them, full grown and staring me in the face. It was so freaky. They are not afraid! They have fleas!! They eat apple trees!! Here they are slowly leaving the yard:
They'll be back.
Murdock: Just photographs. Under no circumstances are you to engage the enemy!
Every time I got up I had to disturb the poor dogs:
which is animal cruelty in their moral universe. Sometimes it is hard to balance the competing interests of sensitive life forms.