Remember the gun shot I heard a couple of weeks ago at 1:10am?? Come to find out, Kathy and I aren't crazy after all.
Lee (my supervisor) had lunch with our city judge and justice of the peace yesterday. Conversation steered towards the local goings-on in the Little Town. Lee told his lunch partners about the gun shot I heard a couple of weeks ago. The city judge said that my back door neighbor (who happens to be a city law officer) heard the gun shot also but didn't see anything out of the ordinary either at the time.
And remember that I searched my back yard at sunrise for any signs of blood in case a deer had been shot? And I glanced over at my back door neighbor's yard but the grass was so tall that I couldn't see anything? Come to find out, my next door neighbor discovered a 10-point whitetail buck dead in my back yard neighbor's yard the next day. He just happened to see an antler sticking up through the grass. It appears that the buck was killed with a .22 caliber gun.
Dortha has a feeder and deer blocks in the pecan orchard and I'm sure this is the same buck I've seen grazing over there in the evenings. Guess I'll break the news to her sometime today. And damn it, Sam was right about somebody shooting a deer in the back yard.
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Oh, Mother is going to hate that. She's been feeding him for years.
I called her earlier. The buck was intact when George found it and now Dortha wants to know how the deer was disposed of AND where is the head?!
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