Hahaha, brings back memories.big fawn runs up my drive way, takes one look at me and runs full noise into a 7 wire fence n scrambles through into a thicket of blackberry on the other side. Being youngish n fit I take 3 steps over the fence and belly flop half over the fawn and end up tangled in blackberry with ( jeez ) this thing was like hanging onto a angry bronc , I was lucky I had done my breeding I had a squeaky voice and one black testicle for a month. YEP I should of shot it. Took me that month to get all the prickles out of weird places.
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