Tales from the backyard...One year my friend Terry and I went hunting up in the Arrowhead region of Minnesota. When we arrived the temp was about zero and by the next morning it was twenty some below. It was so cold I couldn't sit still and began walking to keep warm, looking for deer sign. I pushed a nice doe to Terry which he shot and after I dressed it out we decided it was to cold so drove back home. Terry's wife wanted nothing to do with hunting so I hung the doe, by the neck, in my garage to age. My daughter Lori watched with interest then disappeared into the house. Soon after I heard this terrible screeching sound coming from the back door of the house and turned to look. Lori, 2-1/2 then, had secured an extension cord around our cats neck and was bringing it out to hang next to the deer (she did whatever her dad did). The cat was doing everything it could to escape, feet flying wildly, but apparently Lori knew how to tie a good knot. I ran over and released the cat from its peril and couldn't believe, that Lori had not one scratch on her. The cat was no worse for wear.
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