Hi! Its me again, the Annie Leibovitz of down-home-country-landscape photography. I've gotten lots of emails wondering I was serious when I claimed to have taken the shots of Cades Cove in the Smokey Mountains National Park. Firstly, YES, either the Aggie or I took ALL the photos. And secondly, REALLY is it so hard to imagine that my talents stretch farther than surly comments and photos of my pug??? I took those damn pictures and I’m proud of them. So there, you doubters. Let your hearts be still and know that those are all Momma Pug and Aggie Originals.
As far as the photo of the two deer together, I think my dear friend Everette summed that up pretty well with his comment:
Mr. Buck Number One had spotted Mr. Buck Number Two about 50 yards away and being the larger of the two animals, he decided to waltz up to the smaller dude and be all like HEY, MAN, WHAT UP? WHY YOU SNIFFING AROUND IN MY 'HOOD? HOMEY DON'T PLAY THAT.
The smaller buck was all WHAT UP DAWG? I'M JUST HERE WAITING ON MY COUSIN, LIL' MOE BOOTY. SHE'S A DOE THAT ROLL WITH HER POSSE 'ROUND HERE. I DON'T MEAN YOU NO DISRESPECT, MAN.
To which the older, larger buck was all OH, I KNOW LIL' MOE BOOTY. WE ROLL TOGETHER SOMETIMES, IF YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN. SO I GUESS WE COOL, MAN. I GOT NO PROBLEM WITH YOU.
And then they stopped bumping shoulders and started grazing together. Meanwhile, I am watching the Aggie, who's a bit of a city dweller. He had stalked right up to them and was kind of oblivious to the way the bucks were sizing each other up.
I kept praying that they weren't in rut and that a doe wasn't lurking in the edge of the woods. Because as docile and tame as these deer were, there is nothing like a nice piece of tail to send males of any species into a bit of a primal state. I knew that was safe in the car, unless those deer sprouted thumbs and could suddenly open doors.
However, I was smart enough to admit that I could NOT outrun a horny buck defending his territory. The Aggie, on the other hand, probably could scurry up a tree or something if he had to. So since I didn't really feel like getting gored with deer horns – and trust me, I so would have if I had walked up to the deer (remember I am irony's bitch) -- the Aggie is the one credited with the really cool pictures of the two bucks.
(Note that the guy on right is looking at the camera like WHAT ARE YOU LOOKING AT? YOU BETTER TURN AROUND AND GET BACK IN YO RIDE BEFORE I CAP YO ASS, BITCH.)
And just so you all know, Internet, I'm going to take your assuming that we couldn't have possibly been talented enough to take those photos as a compliment. After all, if you just assume that we weren't capable of capturing those images, then they must be pretty damn good. ;)
As far as the photo of the two deer together, I think my dear friend Everette summed that up pretty well with his comment:
The two deer photos look like the scene right before the video you see on "When Animals Attack!"Funny you should mention it, Everette. In fact, I opted to SIT IN THE CAR whle the Aggie and Mamaw Pug walked up to the deer. At first there was just the larger fellow on the right. He was just hanging out doing what bucks do – chilling and eating grass. Then he suddenly became alert, not because of humans. No, no, no. Takes more than a pesky tourist with a camera to get those deers' attention.
Mr. Buck Number One had spotted Mr. Buck Number Two about 50 yards away and being the larger of the two animals, he decided to waltz up to the smaller dude and be all like HEY, MAN, WHAT UP? WHY YOU SNIFFING AROUND IN MY 'HOOD? HOMEY DON'T PLAY THAT.The smaller buck was all WHAT UP DAWG? I'M JUST HERE WAITING ON MY COUSIN, LIL' MOE BOOTY. SHE'S A DOE THAT ROLL WITH HER POSSE 'ROUND HERE. I DON'T MEAN YOU NO DISRESPECT, MAN.
To which the older, larger buck was all OH, I KNOW LIL' MOE BOOTY. WE ROLL TOGETHER SOMETIMES, IF YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN. SO I GUESS WE COOL, MAN. I GOT NO PROBLEM WITH YOU.
And then they stopped bumping shoulders and started grazing together. Meanwhile, I am watching the Aggie, who's a bit of a city dweller. He had stalked right up to them and was kind of oblivious to the way the bucks were sizing each other up.
I kept praying that they weren't in rut and that a doe wasn't lurking in the edge of the woods. Because as docile and tame as these deer were, there is nothing like a nice piece of tail to send males of any species into a bit of a primal state. I knew that was safe in the car, unless those deer sprouted thumbs and could suddenly open doors.
However, I was smart enough to admit that I could NOT outrun a horny buck defending his territory. The Aggie, on the other hand, probably could scurry up a tree or something if he had to. So since I didn't really feel like getting gored with deer horns – and trust me, I so would have if I had walked up to the deer (remember I am irony's bitch) -- the Aggie is the one credited with the really cool pictures of the two bucks.
(Note that the guy on right is looking at the camera like WHAT ARE YOU LOOKING AT? YOU BETTER TURN AROUND AND GET BACK IN YO RIDE BEFORE I CAP YO ASS, BITCH.)
And just so you all know, Internet, I'm going to take your assuming that we couldn't have possibly been talented enough to take those photos as a compliment. After all, if you just assume that we weren't capable of capturing those images, then they must be pretty damn good. ;)
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