faithful friends who are deer to us
The place is swarming with deer, lately. Not that we see them more than once a week or so, but their tracks are everywhere: all over the lawn, on the sidewalk, on snow left on the side of the street from the last storm. This morning I saw they had come up our front walk and nibbled on the rhododendrons over night. Rascal is desperate to eat one, or at least track it down, but he hasn't had much luck so far. I'm just glad we don't have any expensive ornamental evergreens. I don't mind the rhododendrons a bit: they needed a trim anyways.