Note for future generations, if you live to reproduce: When you just watched a doe (literally!) kick the living crap out of a dog that weighs as much as she does, clawing said doe's nose is ... not an optimal tactic. 'Kay? The doe's got a fawn. The doe looks at you and doesn't go all, "Aw, cute kitty playing with my baby." Nope.
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Compared to the dog, which tried to put up a fight and got stomped for its troubles, the cat was a regular Einsein for splitting the minute Bambi's mom got it goin' on again.
Yeah, but the doe tried to disengage repeatedly. She kept warning the cat off, and kitty wasn't taking the hint. The dog probably wouldn't have gotten its ass-whooping if the doe wasn't so worked up over the cat. Suddenly she had threats on two sides, and it was time for murder mode.
And then! Trotting up and clawing the doe's nose? Tam, that ain't no Einstein I ever met.
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