I hear the boys yelling, “MOMMY…THERE’S A DEER IN OUR BACKYARD!!!” So I grab my glasses (I’ve mistaken Mark for Bigfoot without them.) so I can see what they’re talking about. By the time I reach the window, Nate and Zeke have stepped off the porch and Nate is walking towards the deer. Boy and deer stand there, starring at each other for the longest time. Until my yappy puppy notices the big brown thing in “her” yard and starts making the bad noise. The deer turns and leaps off into the preserve.
“Wow, Nate…that deer was really checking you guys out, huh?”
“Yeah, I think she could tell we’re vegetarians so she wasn’t scared.”
“You think so?”
“Yeah, then she saw Wickette and could tell Wickette has meat in her food, so she left.”
One thought on “The Wild “Zoo” In Our Backyard…”
Kinda looks like its sticking its tongue out at you. Go figure.