Monday, March 21, 2011

Photoshopped evidence of deer swimming a river

I hauled a nice family from Los Angeles down the Grande Ronde River and as we passed a small island, I pointed out a deer standing in the willows, looking out at us.

'It hasn't been thirty minutes since you grazed...you get out right now.'

'How'd that deer get out there,' the dad asked me.

I waited a little and looked to his young kids in case they wanted to take this one. They didn't volunteer, so I ventured, 'Well, I'm guessing she swam.'

'Impossible. Deer can't swim,' he informed me. 'Their paws are much too small.'

'Hoofs,' his wife corrected him. Not hooves, but hoofs.

'Right, hoofs,' said the dad.

'OK,' I said.

'So how'd it get out there?'

I was all out of theories after the swimming one. But that's before I knew it was impossible for deer to swim with their little tiny hoofs. So I decided she was born there on that tiny island, about thirty feet across a shallow channel from the rest of the world. This seemed to satisfy him. And me. I felt much better.

Then I came across this photographic image recently of what appears to be two deer exiting the same river after I watched them swim it...and I can't explain it. Just can't explain. I'm shaken.

Mark Trail, you got some explaining to do.

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