AN ARKANSAS HUNTER'S TALE
"I don't want to tell you over the phone," she replied.
"Mama, you have to tell me. What is wrong?"
"Randy, your daddy got a deer."
"What? What did you say? Got a deer, Daddy? But he don't hunt. He ain't even got a license. Is he crazy?"
"I think so. But the deer ain't dead."
"Ain't dead? Why ain't it dead?"
"'Cause he didn't kill it."
"Okay, now wait a minute. Daddy got a deer but it ain't dead 'cause he didn't kill it?"
"Right!" answered Mama.
"I'll be right there." He hung up before Mama could reply.
Mama said Randy must have flown home 'cause it seemed like she just got back to the deer and Daddy when he drove up like a madman.
He rolled out of the pickup laughing. He laughed so hard he could hardly breathe. He said there sat Daddy, on the ground with the deer tied to a tree and Mama standing over the both of them.
When he finally regained his composure, he looked at Daddy and said, "What are you going to do with a live deer? Are you crazy?"
Mama and Daddy started laughing. Randy stood there looking at them. "I'm serious, what are you going to do with that deer?"
Daddy said he looked at him, stopped laughing and said, "I don't know."
All three of them started laughing all over again.
With Randy's help, Daddy took the poor deer back to the woods and while sitting inside the pickup, he reached out through the window and removed the rope from the six-point buck. Randy said, "That deer turned and looked at that old man, snorted and walked away." That was the day Daddy grabbed the deer.
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