Look who's been hanging out in our back yard every night!
A mama and her baby. I wish I got a pick a few months ago when the baby was teeny. Alas, I was busy with my own teeny baby.
The mama isn't scared of us AT ALL. In fact, I'm way more afraid of her than she is of me. I could probably walk right up to her and touch her if I wanted to, but when I get as close as this, I get visions of being trampled to death by a mad mama deer and I don't get any closer.
I think they are beautiful and I want to make them my pets, but Sylvain? He hates them because they ate everything in our garden. I say, if a neighbor came to our door and wanted all of our green beans and lettuce, we would happily share, so I don't know what the big deal is!