The butchering of the buck has commenced. Cubby and Charlie are helping A. Jack is not.
There is a severed deer head lying on the patio just outside the dining room door. Which is better than when there was a severed deer head in Charlie's hand and he was insisting that everyone feel how heavy it is.
I'm staying inside. It's warmer and way less gruesome than out there.
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