Yesterday afternoon I decided to have a quiet lunch out on my patio. It was a beautiful, warm, afternoon. I took my new camera with me. I thought I'd read through some of the camera instructions and maybe even shoot a few photos while I was outside.
I had the feeling I was being watched. You know that feeling when someone is staring right at you? I tried to shrug it off. I've had a stalker harassing me lately so I *might* be a little on edge.
The feeling would not go away. It started creeping me out.
I glanced at my retrievers. They were snoozing nearby and didn't seem the least bit alarmed.
I picked up my camera. I started playing with it.
And then suddenly I saw …
In fact, the entire Bambi family had come to join me for lunch.
I took a few quick photos while they continued to stare at me. I was proud of myself for having my camera handy.
A short while later I put the above picture out on Twitter. I was shocked by the response. I sometimes forget the people who follow me on Twitter live all over the world and are not just local. Immediately people began tweeting to me about wanting to EAT Bambi! One person even mentioned having two Bambi's in their freezer already.
Me? I'm a beach girl. We don't hunt on the beach. We don't hunt at all. We get our food in cellophane wrapped containers at the grocery store. Some of the grocery stores in Orange County even have valet parking. None of them have gun racks.
Also? We have margaritas in our freezers, not deer.
I replied on Twitter, "I live in Orange County. People don't eat deer here. We eat edamame and tofu and sushi."
I also started a Twitter campaign titled, "Santa Needs His Reindeer" in an effort to discourage people from killing and/or eating my deer.
Seriously, it doesn't seem like good karma to be hunting right before the holiday season. What if there's a shortage of deer at the North Pole or something?
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