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Sunday, May 6, 2012

Who is at my Door?

He was ready to start a fight with his own image reflecting in my window. I watched him for a bit from the inside and just as he was ready to deal with that other buck invading his territory, along came an ant happy and unaware. The ant never realized the lightening speed of his tongue and so in a split second the ant was no more.

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