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diets when David had unexpectedly put a hand on her weapon and spoiled her exuberance with a hushed admonishment to “let it pass.’ The deer had noticed them watching her, but the buck had retreated unhurriedly away from their presence.
     
    Julie more than understood that animals were going to be soon hunted to darn near extinction like David had pointed out history had proven in prior disastrous hard times during the depression. However, she still longed for the missed opportunity to make the kill and fumed over the loss of food she would have been able to provide for them.
     
    David had assured her many times over that by her being patient and not taking that “proving or being helpful shot” was a very wise and good thing she had done. Not insisting on taking that shot was paramount to their survival and that Julie had more than fulfilled her duty to “Prepper Shack” by using good judgment. She still retained some regrets and animosity towards David for not taking her prize, but she understood and was soon over it he thought.
     
    “Hell! I bet David is now going to go give a bit of expert advice to the guy across the street on how to take a deer for the pot and he would probably shoot the one David had told her to let pass. Dang David!  No matter how much she understood his reasoning for not shooting that deer she had in her sights it still irked her no end. That big buck had been right there in front of her and it would have been so easy!   Humpf! Now after all that David was now asking her advice about giving away some more of their storage food to this couple who would be most likely shooting her deer tomorrow!” Julie fumed trying to evaluate it all.
     
    That for some reason David had some kind of hunters natural innate or odd understanding with the deer was a given. He might not have hunted deer nor had the desire to in years, but he kept good track of the herds around his area. When they first met David had taken great joy in explaining to her how to read the faint tracks on the trails the deer used as they traveled criss-crossing trails on his property. David could tell you by the clock what time you could observe a deer slinking through the forest and pretty much exactly where it would appear on his little spread. He also messed with the deer by occasionally chunking a pine cone at them or something else suitable like a rotten stick if they got too brave or familiar when he was present and they didn’t politely retreat back to the woods after checking him out. He wanted the deer to not get to familiar with humans for their own safety.
     
    It was that testosterone induced “No Worries” attitude of his that caused Julie so much frustration as well as intrigue with him.
     
    A large graceful brown doe that David had shown her a time or two before had been known to be seen standing just outside his garden in midwinter at four in the afternoon as the sun started to go down before he corrected the animal’s s too close for comfort behavior. David had told her on the phone of this magical sighting occurrence more than once. But her not being a country girl and because of David’s penchant for playing jokes, she had never taken his clockwork sightings seriously. That is, until over a couple days he had proved it up to her twice for her own eyes joy and amazement to see this forest creature going about its natural state of affairs like it had its own way of telling time.
     
    David had gestured slowly towards her as he put his finger to his lips to indicate for her to be silent and then showed her out the front door of his house and pointed carefully towards one corner of the fenced enclosure of his little raised bed garden. There it was! Julie thought as she beheld the wild deer’s magnificent beauty and her and David shared a wonderful Mother Nature moment.
     
    “Calm! Be very calm Julie; don’t even think how exciting or lovely the deer is. Watch; just observe this forest being casually. Don’t