Where Are My Teeth?

Bambi moves in

Yesterday late afternoon there was a deer in the back yard cropping ground cover. I went out and had a talk with the deer about staying away from the tomatoes, which ended in a small panic because the deer had apparently forgotten that there was a fence around the yard, and just trotting through the fence wasn't a good idea.

So today who is sitting under the nearest pine tree out back chewing her cud and staying out of the rain? You guessed it. (Note the identifying mark by the rear passenger-side hoof.) This time it was Julie who went out to remonstrate, when the deer started munching on the lilies. Same comedy of errors with the fence.

A few minutes later I went out to the (very nearly waspfree) shop and should not have been at all surprised to see yet again the same deer browsing on some new growth off the side of the driveway. As I whittled, she slowly grazed her way across the front lawn by the pond, up under the big pine and off toward one of the neighbor yards.

Posted by wallich at September 28, 2003 02:26 PM