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    Almost every morning I go to coffee.

    To get to the car, I have to pass part of my neighbor's lot, which bears a small stubby pinetree that I used to climb up as a child when my peers couldn't, because I could make it up to the top, and they'd just snap the fat lower branches and fall, nevermind making the upper ones. I've watched generations of robins raised in that tree, which I can observe rather nearly from the window where I type.

    Dangling from this tree as of late have been two deer carcasses. I think the first one appeared around thanksgiving but I didnt start documenting it until December 6, and by December 14 it was skinned, and then left while crows came, and raccoons, and squirrels and the neighbor's cats and whatnot gnawed on it. By the 18th, another deer joined, but wasn't skinned. On the 29th the cops came, told the folks they couldn't eat the deer, and that they had to get rid of them. As of yesterday they're just heads dangling on cording, with a pile of legs and fur beneath, all looking rather sad and tattered.

    The worst part of the deer saga wasn't seeing the rotting carcasses or passing the flock of crows that used the carcass for a breakfast and toy-to-dangle-from in mornings.

    The worst part was coming home from coffee one morning to hear the guy try to argue with the cops about how safe the meat was. After having it pointed out the meat was majorly freezer burned, in addition to having been chewed and shat upon by the local wildlife. The owner of the deer just looked at the officer and repeatedly asked:

    "But are you sure I can't eat it?"

    Certainly, it is possible to eat that rancid meat. But I wouldn't advise it.
    • CommentAuthormunin218
    • CommentTimeJan 13th 2010
     (7511.2)
    *blorgh*