Today I saw Bambi's father. It was 3:15 in the afternoon. He was by a stand of trees. He had a large rack of antlers, a black, velvety nose and wide, brown eyes. He moved slowly and majestically towards me. I stopped my car. I wished for my camera. As I watched, he walked confidently across the street and into the other group of trees that was nearby. What a sight! I hope no car or hunter finds him.
BEAUTIFUL ...
I love Bambi! Wish I would have seen his papa--was he drunken?
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