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To: Puna who wrote (198)	11/18/1999 10:58:00 PM
From: Roger Sherman	Respond to of 640

It was an "almost" true story. Yeah, it all happened just like that, except for the "Tastes Like Turkey" part. We put out a "bird net" today over the pond, but if he/she tries to peck through the net at our "babies, we'll find out what the heck HE/SHE tastes like! And yeah, when I went out again this afternoon he/she was perched up in one of our big cedar trees gazing down on our pond. As soon as he/she realized I was out there protecting our "babies" he let out the weirdest squawk I've ever heard, and with a incredible sound of wings (at first I thought there were two of them mating in mid-air), it flew down past me, took a look, said to himself "I'm not gonna mess with that guy," and got the hell outta there. However, as spectacularly beautiful as that big bird was (and how much I revere "most" living things), you "protect" your own. If he/she tries to get another one of our babies, I'll have one of my "slingshots" ready for 'um. And he'll wish he hadn't taken our little "babies." And to hell with "turkey" for this "Thanksgiving"! They may be great "hunters," but you and me Bro, we're even better (we learned from the master)! All we need is a our hands, or a knife, and/or a bow and arrow. Gotta go, heron's (I mean dinner's) almost roasted, Rog (not quite a "vegan" yet) ;) PS. And for a guy who can step right on a bear while walking in the woods, and start talking to it (to "protect" the bear). . .you know what I mean.