
Mrs. Claus threw Bambi a carrot, but nix. Next comes the coal.
We got rain. We got deer. Does that mean we got rain, dear?
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Tags: birdseed, mule deer
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December 24, 2021 at 1:20 pm |
Oy!!! I am surprised the deer didn’t go for the carrot. I’m not surprised it went after the bird seed. Rainy and windy down here, and we are loving it!
December 24, 2021 at 5:08 pm |
Protein tastes better than carrots? Poor guy looks a little raggedy.
December 24, 2021 at 5:09 pm |
Damn.
December 24, 2021 at 5:30 pm |
Good news: Bambi finally ate the carrot after an extended tour of the yard.
December 25, 2021 at 7:55 am |
That bedraggled cervid reminds me of the mule deer in Great Sand Dunes Nat’l Park, who would saunter through the campgrounds bumming smokes from us.
Merry Christmas to All of My Deer Friends!
Dale in Mid-MO