Smitty Meets Bambizilla

Smitty Meets Bambizilla
or: Ain't That a Kick in the Head

You almost lost me.

For most of the last week, I've been playing babysitter to Bambi (or Feline, I'm not sure) For four days running, Momma Doe's been parking Bambi in the stairwell by the cellar (one stair, some well) while she goes off and does her thing.

Then comes the day I'm walking up the path and I look over and find I the stairwell empty. No more tiptoeing around, I can now resume my usual stomping gait. Just before I hit the first stair towards the deck... SPROING! Bambi's looking me right in the eye! Thing's jumped so high it nearly kicks me in the head! The only thing that keeps me from falling ass over tea kettle is stumbling back into a tree.

"Bambi Kills Former Animator," what a headline that would've made.

Happy Trails,