So the deer fell rear-over-teakettle over and over until finally, though sheer strength of will, it forced itself to balance on the slide. Then, inch by tortuous inch, the deer moved forward and up the final bump in the slide. Then, after untold minutes of struggle, it got close enough to the side of the slide that it attempted one last hail-mary attempt to get off of the doggone slide. For a moment, it didn't look good, and it seemed that the deer would slew down the slick surface again.
But a moment later and the deer had got its hooves on terra firma again, the sheer dread which had animated it only moments before slowly subsiding until, presumably, the deer moved on with its life.
Let it, therefore, be an object lesson to all of us: Don't give up! This too shall pass.
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