Twas the Week Before Christmas . . .

Twas the week before Christmas, and all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even her spouse.
At the basement back door, at the foot of the stair,
Suzi was checking the lock with great care.

When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
She peeked out the door to see what was the matter.
Where, what to her wondering eyes should appear,
But four eyes and four ears of two ghostly mule deer.

They were nervous and skittish and shifting about,
When Dad with his camera came sneaking on out.
The setting was "auto" and under-exposed,
So the shutter stayed froze while they anxiously posed.

Then he made some adjustments and turned on the flash,
But, alas, was too late, as the deer made a dash.
More rapid than eagles straight at us they came,
And the photo was missed, what a gosh-awful shame!

[Translation: We had 2 deer in our backyard Sat. night, a week before Christmas! The photo was from last summer - the best I could do.]