(read this slowly in a whisper like a hunter)I set in the rain..My fingers numb, I still hold fast to my bow..Waiting..A cautious silent patter touches my ears..I feel it's a doe, but I don't see her..She blows as she jumps..Surprised, but I don't move.She stands just feet in front of me..I'm at the mercy of her keen senses..She knows I'm near, but she can't find me..Cautiously, she grazes, Ever alert..Slowly I stand..She flinches..I draw as she grazes..(ask to hear the rest if you would like)..