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“redistribute” his canned goods in their direction like it was expected of him was ludicrous. Friggin people were just plain crazy”.
     
    “David? Did you tell him and tell him in no certain terms that from now on he had to hunt for his own food or that maybe they just needed to move themselves on somewhere away from here more apt to have food for them like a relocation camp?” Julie said uncomfortably while watching the front door like it was going to be kicked in possibly by the unsavory hungry pair.
     
    “No I haven’t, not yet. I am still strongly thinking about how best to say that and calm everyone down some. You know when desperation reaches its peak people don’t get scared as easy or show any fear to a threat real or not. You can be sure though Julie that he already is trying to hunt some on his own and since we haven’t heard a gunshot from their direction he hasn’t seen shit to shoot at or he would have been popping caps with whatever firearms he has over there. That’s a weird thing by the way that we haven’t heard any shots coming from over to their place. That grandpa of his bragged to me once  that he normally has several deer on the property at 5am and more crossing at sundown everyday, but as you know the deer have changed their normal trails and directions it seems.” David said pondering the possible causation of the lack of gunshots heard from a house where it was normal to occasionally hear something going off occasionally, even if it was nothing else but celebratory gunfire of a few rounds on a holiday.
     
    “You have been saying David that the deer are acting weird anyway, maybe then going to the camps is for them. By the way, I am not going to let you forget that you wouldn’t even allow me to take a shot at that buck standing next to your garden last week.’ Julie said grousing about David’s adamancy not to interfere in any way with the deer on his property normal migration and feeding patterns for awhile because he felt they needed to be undisturbed and not hunted close in until they really needed them.
     
    “I have explained my reasoning on that to you Julie a hundred times over. I cannot monitor the deer’s trails or figure out their numbers if we mess with what they are currently thinking are some safe clear paths this close to the house. What I think has happened to make them so skittish and confused is that these damn hunters around here have pulled out all the stops and are dumping whatever kind of bait or scent they got in their hunting areas to increase the chances of a kill and confusing them with odd smells and signals. The wind and the woods for miles around here are being convoluted with man scent and deer attractant.  The problem with that is if you make an artificial salt lick or a rut you scent away the deer herds from a normally traveled trail. Then it is up to the bucks or odd does that decide most everything’s not right and they make new trails to seek food or avoid danger just like during regular hunting season. The age old traditional forest trails are all convoluted now except the ones running across my property exiting that low lying boggy area in the back of my property down by the creek. We need to keep them trails as is and put nothing like a snare set up to molest them or even so much as put out a bait to guide them elsewhere for now. We have got ourselves plenty of stored food for a good period of time and like I told you, in deer terms we are thought of as an island of safety or recuperation in these stressful hunting times. Not hunting them now will payoff for us in spades later.” David said remembering Julie’s excitement to protect the garden as well as put some fresh meat on the table and prove to her and her man that she was fully capable of ranger living and bagging a deer all by herself.
     
    She had begrudgingly lowered her gun on what would have been her first deer and in her opinion could have performed a major supportive