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Entries this day: deer_died deer died (transcribed 9:05am CST Friday 31 January 2003) 10:15PM May 25, 1987 Monday: Today was interesting. I chipped my tooth in typing. At home I had some stuff happen too. I called Lynda Smith. We talked about nothing for a while. Then I went outside to practice my rifle. When I was out there, 3 deer ran by. Then I heard a loud wailing that sounded like a sheep. I ran to it and it was a deer that was being attacked by 2 dogs. I ran them off and tried to calm the deer down. Fred called Stan. We brought the deer back to the house in a wheel-barrow. We had it wrapped in a sleeping bag to keep it warm. When Stan got there, though, it had died. He autopsied it as hit by a car to break its leg, then caught by the dogs. We buried it. Dad and mom got rid of the Audi today. They came home in a new truck. I have yet to see it in the light. Friday Dave will drive us to and from school. Dad won't let me drive Thursday. Oh Well. Good night. 10:25 permalinkprev day next day |