My deer friends

Yes, that title is right … my deer friends. But also my dear deer friends. 🙂

These wild dear deer friends come to the community where I live to visit and feed and poop and race around and bring their kids and spend time over at the lake and just hang out around our homes (and eat some of our plants). This community where I live is close enough to the outskirts of town, and close enough to a great number of small lakes, and close enough to a satisfactory number of wooded areas (for their protection while they sleep) that the deer like it here. And I sure like them being here.

Earlier this year, in late spring, I’d been on a walk around the community. As I headed back towards the end of my cul-de-sac, towards my home, I saw these two deer … dark haired momma directly in front of me, and lighter haired son off to the right.

The fawn was busy eating my Euonymus bush. [There are so many varieties that neither I nor my knowledgeable neighbors can figure out which variety this particular bush is.] But this fawn loved it.

Momma wasn’t happy with my being there so she walked slowly off towards the neighbors’ house. But the fawn stayed and munched away.

 

“Mom, where are you going?”

“Ok, mom, you go, but I’m staying. This is a tasty bush.”

“Well, ok, I guess I’ll go too. Wait for me, mom”.

You’ll see Mom’s rear end on the left, and her son’s rear end on the right.

After I got inside my house and put stuff away, I looked out the back window to find that these two deer were still hanging around behind my house.

Look at his ears!!! He’s such a young-un, but look at those ears!

Later this same year (below), I saw a mother and son out behind my house. I like to think they were the same ones from earlier this spring. 🙂

Mom is on the left … son is on the right. Keep in mind that I’m outside the house, out on the patio, and they certainly know that I’m standing there. Again, he stays and chomps away, and scratches and thinks about things. It was really great to see them again.

 

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