By Greg Miller
Two deer, Buck and his mate, Doe, were
grateful they had survived another Thanksgiving hunting
"God is so good to us every day," said
"You've got that right," Buck
Doe and Buck had become accustomed to
some of the holiday observances of their human neighbors. The
deer, however, did not fully understand some of those
"For one thing, the concept of
celebrating birthdays every year is a little strange," said Buck.
"They place candles on cakes, set them on fire, blow out the
fire, then give all kinds of gifts to the one who is celebrating
"Yeah, that's really weird," Doe agreed.
"Something else that is unusual to me is the big meals these
humans insist on eating at Thanksgiving and Christmas. They
prepare a big turkey or ham and lots of cooked vegetables and
"I don't understand why they can't be
satisfied with a couple of plates of grass. To be honest, I don't
know why they even have to have plates!"
"Well, remember, Dear, they are humans,
and not deer," Buck replied. "So we can't expect them to be
"That's true," Doe acknowleged.
"Sometimes, though, it's hard for me to understand them."
"I have an idea," Buck smiled.
Doe recognized the familiar look on her
mate's face. "You're up to something, aren't you?," she asked,
returning the smile.
An excited Buck explained his idea to
Doe. "Let's invite them to eat Christmas dinner with us," he
said. "We'll prepare a delectable salad of fresh cut grass and
tree leaves. It will be a feast fit for a royal deer
"Do you really think they will agree to
it?," asked Doe. "You know, they are just as used to their
customs as we are to ours."
"You're right," Buck said. "But if the
plan doesn't work, we can always go with plan B."
"What's Plan B?," asked Doe.
The sly smile returned to Buck's face.
"If they don't accept our invitation to eat Christmas dinner with
us, we will accept their invitation to share their Christmas
feast. I've always wondered what turkey-and-dressing and mashed
potatoes taste like!"
"Oh, Dear!," exclaimed Doe.
Suddenly, a puzzled look appeared on
Doe's face. "If they do accept our invitation, how are we going
to cut the grass and tree leaves?," she asked. "We don't even
have any human tools with which to cut them."
Buck didn't even have to think about his
answer. "I've thought of everything," he said. "We'll just use
our teeth, of course. I know they will really love the fact that
we used such a personal touch!"
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