As we were walking we were hushed by some hikers ahead of us. When we got to them there were four deer right next to us. Our fellow hikers were quite impressed. Less impressive to us since we see deer several times a week in our neighborhood. I come close to hitting them with my van each time I go somewhere at night. The snow melted last week and my backyard is full of deer poo. Plus, we have been instructed by Grandpa to take extreme measures to keep them away from his house.
This is Grandpa Tom coming face to face with his nemesis. It is probably my favorite picture ever taken of my father-in-law. He spent last winter doing everything possible trying to keep the deer away from his house. After a long battle, Spring came and all he got was a very fearless friend. The moral of the story: deer a couple of feet from us are nice but not thrilling.
This is Grandpa Tom coming face to face with his nemesis. It is probably my favorite picture ever taken of my father-in-law. He spent last winter doing everything possible trying to keep the deer away from his house. After a long battle, Spring came and all he got was a very fearless friend. The moral of the story: deer a couple of feet from us are nice but not thrilling.
