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The Christmas Walk - An annual ritual
Celia Downey sends a read-aloud Christmas sequel to the Thanksgiving deer-catching story.
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By Celia Downey
As a follow up to the Deer Catching adventure, Jack and I were unable to capture a deer during those days surrounding the Thanksgiving Season.
We spotted several Deer and targeted a beauty; however, the Elusive Deer pranced away into the sky. We were successful to click her picture as she prepared to leap. Evidently, it was not meant for us to catch that deer. Perhaps she has a higher purpose.
There are five: three plus me and Willow the cat
All the three of us are relieved that Deer Catching Season is winding down and the hunting Kubota is in the shop for a follow-up.
Jack and I celebrated the Turning of the Seasons by going on a Christmas Walk into the wilderness.
When Jack and I walk, everybody walks, Gym, the spoiled black horse follows us, snorting over my shoulder.
Sweetie, Gym's sister, walks behind Gym, giving us the squinchy eye since she wants to stay in the shed. Sweetie is a nosey horse and cannot bear missing out on our annual walk. Then there is Willow, our sweet little grey cat bringing up the rear. Sometimes she speeds to the front reminding us she is in charge.
Single file through the fields we march with Jack in the lead. A little animal parade.
Preparation as exacting as if for a polar expedition
In preparation for the Christmas Walk Jack sits by the kitchen sink, supervising the filling of our silvered canteen. We use cold sparkling soda water fresh from the tap then we snap on Red Down Vests. We pull on matching Red Duck Boots too, Jack requires four, I took two.
Orchestrated by Jack, we packed a back pack. Jack's snacks were secured into our bag alongside the leftover emergency find-me flares and our two-way ham radio with battery backup.
I activated the "location" on the cell phone since my sister, Sheri, had shown me how to use the phone GPS.
Operation Christmas Walk Preparation Complete. Jack pranced and danced around while I snipped on his red Christmas Walk Leash. Leaving the kitchen, and as an afterthought, I threw a little can of Beanie Weenies into my vest pocket.
Jack and I marched into the unknown backyard wilderness for our Christmas Walk. In reflection, I am thankful for the Blessing of the Emergency Beenie Weenie's.
First stop: 500 feet from the front door
Jack and my first stop on the trek was about five hundred feet from the back door of the house. Jack said, "I'm sick of this and I want to go back and watch TV. Make Gym get back, he worries me."
So I told Gym to "git back", which he did not do, he just snorted.
To appease Jack, we sat back and leaned on a rock overlooking the wooded bluff, peering down into the slow running Russell Creek.
It is sort of dry this time of year. I fed Jack the emergency Beanie Weenies from the emergency back pack in an attempt to console and to keep him from howling.
Willow the cat shared in the emergency weenies
I gave him one little weenie at a time. Willow got one too. The horses went back to their hay.
Then I heard a snort and a rustle above and behind our heads and felt the presence of the Elusive deer...or was it the Owl?
Nothing was there. After Jack's snack, back to the house we tracked, all five hundred feet, and so much for the Christmas walk.
We fell onto the couch and watched TV. Jack took a nap. We had been gone for about 20 minutes and were low on snacks, imagine that.
The Elusive Deer pranced away today, but we'll see her one day - in the sky
I whispered to Jack, "That Elusive Deer we missed on Thanksgiving Day pranced away again today, but that is okay. However; we may see her again someday, dancing and prancing and free in the sky."
We will see the Dancer in the Sky; after all . . . it is Christmas Time. Happy Holidays, - Jack and CD 2017
This story was posted on 2017-11-30 16:43:03
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