I was sitting here at Hub’s desk, surfing away on Hub’s computer, when I heard Hub’s voice calling to me from the living room.

He was shouting in a whisper.

“Come here!f” he whisper-shouted. “Quickly!”

I got up from his chair as fast as I could (which isn’t all that fast, ‘cuz I am one of Jerry’s Kids, remember, and “ran” into the front room.

“Look.” Hub pointed to a spot out in the yard. I saw nothing but holly bushes.

“LOOK!” he persisted, pointing again. I looked. Finally, I saw.

There was a large deer right up against the bushes, right up against the house, right beneath the big picture window. A large deer, enthusiastically eating something. It was beautiful. We stood for a while, in awe, ,watching. And then Hub realized. . . .

“Is he eating the holly?” Hub asked.

I looked closely.

“No,” I replied. “He’s eating the ground cover you planted last spring.”

“Damn!” cried Hub. And he tapped on the window and frightened Bambi’s mother away.

She took off across the meadow but I didn’t hear any gunshots.

Maybe this time she made it.