Sigh, one little deer about caused all out war with grandma yesterday. She is still mad at me personally and doing everything in her power not to speak to me. I walked inside just in time to catch her on the phone with one of my cousins telling him to come up and get over half of the deer. I grabbed the phone and informed him not to come, had plans for the deer and none was available. I was livid not going to lie. He has already gotten 3 this year himself. Grandma bursts into tears saying we were not going to force her to eat deer meat against her will and that we should share with family. First off, no one is going to make you eat it. Secondly he has never once offered to share any of his with us. And finally, besides the tenderloin and one of the shoulders we already promised the rest of it to my sister to make jerky out of. Her birthday was yesterday and mom informed her it was her birthday deer.
