Dear DEER!

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I always wonder what a deer must think about himself and his antlers (females do not have antlers…). I wonder if they think its a strong enough weapon to defend themselves against tigers and wolves that strike upon their herds and kill the weaklings. I wonder if they know that they would never need to run off as long as their numbers are higher than that in the tigers’ pride (which is always the case as you can see in any NAT GEO documentary involving a tiger killing a deer). I wonder if they really understand the power of unity. And on that note, I think if humans do too. For if they did, tyranny would not be a part of human history. Neither would bullying at schools or things like that… I was at the zoo last week and this is a thought that ran through my mind when I saw this deer sitting down on that very hot afternoon… deer

Sharp!

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Sharp

Everything about this creature is Sharp. Its look in the ey. Its beaks. Its claws. Its vision and focus. Its precision in a swooping attack (is it?).

Sure it scavenges. But scavenging hasn’t made this creature weak. It can hunt. It can lift a lion on its claws for a few seconds if it wished to. Its heavy, but it sure can fly hard, high and fast. Them living up the cliffy mountains of upper Mustang and Dolpa helps keep their physical strengths sharp.

Its all I can think of when I look at them. Sharp!!!!

 

Sharp