On a trip to Great Falls with my uncle and then-girlfriend, I walked right past a big black snake curled up on a tree stump. My uncle pointed it out. The incident is burned in my brain. My uncle's, too, it turn out because it was the first time he brought his now-wifeto meet his mother.
I am glad to report that in 35 years or so my wildlife eyesight has improved a bit.
So when Mom and I were walking up the road a block from my house the other night, I was the one who spotted the deer in the front yard of the house grazing on whatever.
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