|That's not Crackers the goose...|
|A sure sign of excitement--running when they aren't required.|
A whitetail buck.
|The girls watching the deer from the kitchen.|
He took a gander at the goose and the horses and kept foraging.
I watched carefully from the back door until he gracefully leaped the fence . . .
. . . and headed straight for the garden.combating foxes from eating my poultry (so far, fox: 10, me: 1) and the slugs from consuming every tender leaf that pops out of the garden beds. I wasn't about to let a deer help himself to a buffet. Charging out the door, I shrieked at the deer to stay away from my peas. It worked. I might as well have been a dog growling and barking and nipping at his hocks.
That's right! You'd better run!