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Beware, I am using one hand to hold the curtains open and the other to type; we have a pair of juvenile white-tail deer in our backyard right now.
Whoops; there they go. Two hands again.
I've been seeing them on and off all day today, so it was nice to see them for a while. I think I got a good seven minutes of deerwatching done (and Dad got some photos taken) before they ran off.
They were just kind of hanging out in the yard, occasionally stamping their feet--one more so than the other. Mom thinks it was to scare off the feral cat that was maybe ten yards away from them. I don't quite buy it, but then I don't know a lot about deer.
And now the cat's gone, too.
Anyway, while deer are no strangers to small-city suburbs, it's not often that they stay for long, or in anything like daylight. The best time for deerwatching is usually dusk-ish. These two (probably these two) have been all over pretty much all day long. The house next door, the house across the street, the house next door again, and now our back yard. What is with these deer? Are they not frightened of humans? Or, at least, are they not frightened of the *scent* of humans and of human life? Are they sick? Should I be worried about going outside and being attacked by a deer?
I was told a story by my Biology teacher two years ago of a deer that broke into my high school. It jumped through a closed window (breaking it in the process) and terrorized the students in the class. Animal Control had to be called in the end. The newspapers printed a 'happy ending' version of the story, but in the end the deer died.
A friend of the family (not the cartoon one; different one) was hit by a deer while he was riding a motorcycle one night and broke a bone. A deer hit our mini-van while Dad was driving one night (or did he accidentally hit it?--I don't remember) and broke one of the side windows. We saw a deer that waited to cross the street until cars were out of the way, which was _very_ unusual.
For those of you in the audience, Bambi is not an accurate presentation of white tailed deer. They are not always nice and cute, and they are not always victems of hunters and/or hard times.
The deer are back again; they're in the badmitton court just now. I wonder how long they'll stay this time.
Whoops; there they go. Two hands again.
I've been seeing them on and off all day today, so it was nice to see them for a while. I think I got a good seven minutes of deerwatching done (and Dad got some photos taken) before they ran off.
They were just kind of hanging out in the yard, occasionally stamping their feet--one more so than the other. Mom thinks it was to scare off the feral cat that was maybe ten yards away from them. I don't quite buy it, but then I don't know a lot about deer.
And now the cat's gone, too.
Anyway, while deer are no strangers to small-city suburbs, it's not often that they stay for long, or in anything like daylight. The best time for deerwatching is usually dusk-ish. These two (probably these two) have been all over pretty much all day long. The house next door, the house across the street, the house next door again, and now our back yard. What is with these deer? Are they not frightened of humans? Or, at least, are they not frightened of the *scent* of humans and of human life? Are they sick? Should I be worried about going outside and being attacked by a deer?
I was told a story by my Biology teacher two years ago of a deer that broke into my high school. It jumped through a closed window (breaking it in the process) and terrorized the students in the class. Animal Control had to be called in the end. The newspapers printed a 'happy ending' version of the story, but in the end the deer died.
A friend of the family (not the cartoon one; different one) was hit by a deer while he was riding a motorcycle one night and broke a bone. A deer hit our mini-van while Dad was driving one night (or did he accidentally hit it?--I don't remember) and broke one of the side windows. We saw a deer that waited to cross the street until cars were out of the way, which was _very_ unusual.
For those of you in the audience, Bambi is not an accurate presentation of white tailed deer. They are not always nice and cute, and they are not always victems of hunters and/or hard times.
The deer are back again; they're in the badmitton court just now. I wonder how long they'll stay this time.
