Lately I've been seeing a lot of deer in the fields around our house, which I don't mind at all because
I don't have a garden, and I've always thought deer were cool. The week that we
moved to Iowa I saw a mother deer and four of the cutest
little baby deer in our yard one sunny beautiful evening and I took it as a
very good sign.
I like that deer are shy and anti-social with humans
but not with each other, and that they're graceful and live in the woods and
run fast. (I used to be a sprinter on my high-school track team, and one of my
tricks for running races was to pretend that I was a fast animal like a deer or my dog Christy and that
beating these humans was the easiest thing in the world. It worked! Well,
sometimes.) A few weeks ago I woke up one morning and looked out the window and
I saw a deer eating all of the birdseed out of one of our birdfeeders. I found it very
amusing. I guess it's a deer-feeder then!
This
is another time, but see the birdfeeder hanging on the tree branch? It's
completely empty! I think this deer is grazing for the bits that were on the ground.
When
our dog Boo Boo noticed that there were deer in the yard, he stood quietly and
stared intently out of the window. I was impressed by his level of self-control.
Our other dog, Yogi, on the other hand, exercised little self-control. When he saw the deer from another window he went postal
and started barking his head off, which alerted the deer to the fact that they were not so alone after all. And those two deer high-tailed it right out of there. Literally!
"We'll come back and do our snacking another time, thankyouverymuch!"
