"Oh Tony, she's absolutely beautiful," I said, as I petted her.
"Tony, if you will get me a bucket of corn I will be glad to try to walk her back over to Sherry and Robert's." Five minutes later Rosie and I walked out of the rescue ranch with Kermit and Tony slowly following.
When we reached the creek Rose drank some water and then we climbed the hill and then she went into the forest near the corral. "Come on Rosie were halfway there. Come on girl," I said, trying to coax her to come out of the woods. Finally after ten minutes of trying to get Rose to follow me, we decided to give up and that's when we heard the loud sound of rolling thunder, but it wasn't thunder in the skies—it was five horses stampeding towards us!
"Get into the woods!" Tony said, as the ground trembled beneath us and the six horses, about twenty feet away from us, ran at breakneck speed past us.
"I wonder what that was all about?" I said, as the horses began slowing to a walk.
"Something must have spooked them," Tone said, as he poured out some corn for Rosie on the road, that leads to the corral, so she wouldn't follow us back to the rescue ranch.
"Maybe so, but they're headed our way now. They must have smelled the corn. Why don't you give them some corn, so they don't follow us home too." After T. poured out the corn for the horses we jumped into Kermit and came home.
When we came inside the trailer I checked Carlton to see if we had any new messages. "Tony and Nancy, this is Sherry. Robert just left to go find her. Bye."
About an hour or so later Tony went outside and Rosie was back, standing at our front yard gate again, so he came back inside and called Sherry to tell her that Rosie was back and she told T. that they would be over in just a minute to get her.
A few minutes later, while we petted Rosie near our gate, Rosie's ears pricked when she heard the sound of their pickup coming. When they pulled up I joked, "I think Rose loves our rescue ranch or else she came back to get rescued. I love this deer."
"Her name is Bentley," Sherry said. "We just recently rescued her and...Come on Bentley. Let's go home." Bentley didn't budge. "Bentley, come on girl." Bentley didn't move and just stared at Sherry. Robert and Tony started laughing. "Now Bentley, come on girl."
"I guess we could use her as a statue in front of our trailer," I joked. "A living statue that is."
Five minutes later Sherry had gotten Bentley to take a few steps and then T. jokingly suggested that they put her inside their pickup to take her home. Then after a funny remark from Robert we started laughing, as the deer stood there staring at us.