They're back.

I've blogged in the past about the deer that live behind our house. Sometimes, I will go weeks without seeing them. And I've never sure if it's because I'm just never looking when they are out or if they've met their untimely end by colliding with a Suburban on the well-traveled street near our house.

As I was pulling weeds in the garden on Saturday I noticed some movement behind me. It was a deer. It was on the other side of our fence, munching on our decaying grass (sorta compost) pile, and it was less than 10 feet away from me. I didn't have my camera and didn't think it would still be around if I went into the house and grabbed it. But I ran up the hill, into the house, grabbed the camera, ran back down, nearly fell twice, and made a general commotion. It never stopped eating.

I didn't have a zoom lens on my camera. This is a fixed lens, so this shows how close I was.

She took a look at me, and apparently determined that I was not a threat. So she continued to eat away.


I hoisted myself onto our death trap/ swing set. This apparently made enough noise to spook her. So she started turning about.



She walked back across the field, and later I could see her eating a neighbor's tomatoes.

Better theirs than mine. Which is precisely why I have 2 layers of fence between our garden and the deer. What's strange is that I almost never see just one deer. There's usually a little family.

I'm almost positive that if I wanted to I could nearly domesticate these deer and get them to maybe eat out of my hand. Of course that would be bad for lots of reasons not to mention the fact that these deers are living in a landlocked piece of woods completely surrounded by houses and streets. Wild animals, I tell you.