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Some sixty years ago on a ranch near New Braunfels, Texas, a woman shot a nice buck. She walked up to it and put a tag on an antler. The deer then jumped up and ran and jumped a fence into another pasture. She had merely grazed an antler with just enough impact to cold-cock the deer.
Two men, hunting in that pasture, saw the running buck and one of them shot it. As they walked up to begin field-dressing it, the woman came running up yelling, "Stop! Stop! That's MY deer!"
The men looked more closely and sure enough, there was the tag on the main beam.
"Lady, anybody who can run that fast deserves a deer."
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