THE TRUE STORY OF THE DEERFISH

Wet Booty, MS> Rex Howell moved into the Pond Stand that Sunday, even after being warned by Burney of strange amphibious type deer reported in the area. The stand is on the levee of a hidden pond deep in the woods of the famous Christmas Place Bass and Buck Club. It was cold and clear that morning and at eight o'clock the sound of running feet through the crisp leaves caught his attention. He turned around just in time to see the large 9-point (large by his standards) buck leap off the levee and land with a loud splash in the pond. SPLASH! Rex being the calm, cool hunter he is, immediately panicked as the deer made like a porpoise through the calm water. The horns were throwing up a wake! He was getting away! BAM! A shot rang out and when the smoke cleared the deer had disappeared, as if it had never been there. The water grew calm. Rex was perplexed. Dawning comprehension and Rex thought "oh, s**t, what do I do now?" The deer had gone under in the exact center of the pond which was fast beginning to look like a lake. He got down, there was only one thing to do. He took off all his clothes and bare naked he waded into the water. It got to his knees. It was freezing! He could go no further! He bellowed and ran out of the water. He ran naked up and down the bank flapping his arms and making strange gurgling noises as he tried to get circulation going in his frozen limbs. He dried off on his clothes and finally thought for a minute. He had to get the deer. He waded back in. The water got up to his thighs, his legs were turning blue, certain parts of his anatomy were blue too. He screamed, he staggered out of the water, he ran up and down the bank. He got dressed and went for help. No one was at camp, Leaving a note he got waders and returned to the pond, he waded in. The water got deeper and deeper, it went over his waders. He screamed again. He flew out of the water, took his waders off, left his gear and headed to camp again and finally located a little boat that pulled along behind the four wheeler and back to the pond he went. He put the boat in the water and threw in a cane pole. Wet and pissed off, Rex poles to center of lake, takes his bearings and starts probing with the pole. Miraculously he jabs the deer, he starts rolling it until it floats up enough to grab. Drags deer in boat. Hershel and Trent drive up. Useless now. They make fun of him. They all head to camp. Another fish, er deer on the pole!