Velvet Be Gone!

I've had enough of this stupid velvet stuff. It is time to go away. It itches; it twitches...it is like a hair that won't sit in place...a hangnail...a NUISANCE.

So, I've taken to scratching, and scratching, and rubbing and shaking. Notice my beautiful, sharp antlers taking shape? I'll keep whittlin' away and pretty soon you could spear a fish with 'em...or YOU if you don't watch out!! HA, HA, scared 'ya.

From my point of view I notice the girls all commenting that I'm beginning to look rather handsome. These girls go for the sharply attired buck. No wooly beast for them.

Puck