Once upon a time there was a cute little deer. He was a bit confused and liked to eat at the bird feeder.
He really liked bird seed. Who knew?
Well, not as much as the Easter Eggs that he gets to eat after the crazy humans use the sling shot to shoot the eggs back into the woods, but a deer can’t have Easter more than once a year. Sigh.
“What are you staring at, Lady? I’m not afraid of you and that black thing you always have in front of your face…clicking away at me. Not nearly as scarey as those loud booming things those men with the orange hats carry around with them.”
“Wait! I hear something….”
“Nah, it wasn’t anything. I’ll go back to eating. But, Lady, hard boiled eggs would be good about now. Or remember the time the male humans shot the cinnamon rolls you overcooked out into the woods? Those were good too. We deer like variety, you know.”
“Oh, I did hear something. It was my little friend, the baby deer. Well, she doesn’t eat much. I’ll share.”
“Oh. My. Gosh. (ding dang diddly!!) Where did all these deer come from?? I was here first!!”
“Sigh. Fine, I’ll just leave then. They ate up all the good stuff. I’ll have to sneak back later after the lady’s husband fills up the feeder again. Those silly birds always dump a lot of seed on the ground when he first fills up the feeder.”
“Oh, and Lady? I still see you there with your clicky black thingie. Maybe you could stand up and scare away all those other deer?”
…and they all lived happily ever after when big male human put out a salt block and more bird seed. Luckily the lady once again ruined the cinnamon rolls so all the deer were very well fed after an afternoon of sling shot madness.
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Oh dear! I place deer licks in our back yard near the woodline but none come close enough for me to photograph. Great shots!
A good argument for being a bad cook, eh? Photo ops?
And now I know why you love Rudolph so much…
Great pics. Thanks so much for sharing on a wintery Monday morning. And I had no idea other people donated their bad/overcooked/burnt food to nature, too!
Cute story! Cute deer. I love deer!
We donate all our old/messed up food to the chickens.
Too ciute. Wonder how many you’d get with a salt lick….?
Cute post, Kasey.
I wish the deer around here would come close enough for me to photograph.
This is what our bird feeders used to look like before we moved here. It was a deer picnic area!
And I can’t believe they shot your burnt cinnamon buns into the woods. Those crazy males.
Makes me want to move out of the city.
Bird seed!!! Who woulda thunk it?! I thought the only thing you had to worry about was deer eating your garden! They sure aren’t timid about hanging around. Have a great New Year!
I wish I lived where the deer would come up into our yard again. Thanks for sharing these pictures with us. Oh how I miss the wildlife.
Beautiful! We saw a bunch of deer on our way to and from home over Christmas. They’re such gentle, gorgeous creatures.
ding dang diddly! I am glad I am not the only one with talking animals in my yard – I don’t feel so weird now.
I’m so jealous of your deer!!!
Hehe! Our deer don’t venture far enough out of the woods to eat at our feeder. We do, however, have a rambunctious buck that is determined to rub our cypress tree to smithereens!
They weren’t camera shy at all, where they? Great shots! You are very lucky that they are so trusting. How about putting some apples and carrots for them?
Holey Tamoley! You have deer.
That is soooo cool.
Wow, I hope the hunters don’t find out about your place. They’ll be perched out in the woods behind your house!
Wow! We don’t get a lot of that in our tropical swamp backyard this time of year. But those photos sure make me miss growing up in rural West Virginia.