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The story of my deer Troy.

He has a sad story ...
As a child, he lost his father and mother. Parents killed a hunter, but for a small Troy chased ferocious hounds. Babe barely barely escaped from them and hid in the cemetery. Now, it is his favorite place.



It can almost always be found here. He sometimes dances in his cage, sometimes sitting near the graves, sometimes sad and crying about them.
Troy welcomes guests and allows them to be here, but he and no ban. Cemetery, it's neutral territory who want. then let him walk. But the fact is that it is a favorite place of Troy.
And now for his biography:
Calf born in the spring, was a warm and sunny weather. Troy was next to his mother and his father. Their names he could not remember or did not know. In the summer it is actively studied forest and knew all the sights. In the fall, he and his parents went to the rocks, and died there of his parents, I wrote above that. Troy starved winter, but met a lovely deer:-Sayre, who taught him the habits of deer and learn how to survive in the Forest. Sayre died of old age and Troy carried her body to the cemetery, where mourns her body, and his parents, too.
That's the way I live in Troy, is a sad story, but he has a wife who is expecting fawns. Troy loves it, though, and disappears for days at the cemetery.

(The script: use Google translator)
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I did it!


I did it! I got a color mini! I've been waiting for this. It's so cute
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10/03/13 Russian Festival deer.

Today, on the tenth of March, was a celebration of Russian. First, we met near the lake at a fallen tree stump at six o'clock in the evening. There were a lot of people, all just dancing and having fun as they wanted. We waited another ten minutes for latecomers, and then leader of the flock roared thrice and we all ran to the herd in the forest, making the total count:
Then all the reindeer again followed the leader, but we were running in pairs, or rather did not run, and just walked. Unfortunately, this time, not photographed, but it was really cool.
In the end, we came to a huge tree, and went to dance around it! And finally, all the deer began to dance around the tree! We danced so for ten minutes and then everything went slowly, but gathered a small group of deer and began to have fun on.

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This is my deer, his name is Troy:

It was great! I'm sure everyone loved it! (The script: use Google translator, because I do not know much English)
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