Last week I went to cut some Kale out of the garden for dinner when I nearly stepped in a pile of little poo pellets. I knew it was from the deer but I just didn't want to believe it. I fenced my yard months ago and had only one incident where they jumped the fence. They got hurt doing it and they quickly learned that my yard wasn't lunch anymore. There is one area where I don't have fence - there is a large pine tree blocking the gap so I figured I wouldn't need to fence that area. I was wrong. Last week they entered and ate over 40 tomatoes from my garden. There are no more tomatoes. . . Deep breath. At least they had a tastey lunch.
Here is "The Fonz" and thier mama. This is before they ate my tomatoes. . . They hang out next door in the empty lot. I'm sad to say that the lot has been leased and a giant new home will be hauled in this week. I wish I could lease the lot for the deer. . . I'll have to move the salt lick that I put out for them. . .
