She told us later that she couldn't believe her eyes when she saw him pulling that deer up to the house. "Ain't no one gonna believe this." She turned and went back for her camera.
In the meantime, Daddy is yelling his head off for a rope. Mama is standing on the porch taking pictures. Finally she stopped and looked at him.
"Woman, put that ### thing down and get me a rope."
"What are you going to do?"
"Just hush and get me a rope. I'm going to tie him to a tree."
"Gene, are you crazy. What are you going to do with a live deer?"
"Just get me the rope and we'll talk later."
Mama ran to the shed and retrieved a rope from a nail on the wall. Together they were able to tie the rope around the deer's antlers and anchor it to a nearby tree. The deer was exhausted and so was Daddy. Daddy was sweating buckets and so was the deer.
Daddy sank to the ground just out of the reach of the deer's hooves. "Now we'll talk."
He told her the whole story. All about the dogs, the loud bang against the pump house, chasing the dogs away and wrestling that deer up to the house.
"Okay, now Gene, I'm going to ask again, what are you going to do with a live deer?"
"I don't know."
"You don't know. My Lord, man, you can't just leave him tied there. You got to do something with him."
"Go in the house and call Randy. Tell him to come home."
Mama shook her head while she walked back into the house. She dialed the phone and waited until Randy came online.
"Randy, you got to come home right now," spoke Mama into the receiver.
"Why? What's wrong Mama? Something wrong with Dad?"
"Well, sorta, just come home," she pleaded.
"Mama, I can't just up and come home without a reason. What's wrong?"
"I don't want to tell you over the phone," she replied.
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