It’s no secret that I love taking pictures of animals. Being a wildlife photographer in some exotic location would be my ultimate dream job.
Just slightly above spy and swimsuit model. I kid.
Next to Riley, my favorite subjects are the deer that frequent our property.
You might remember this one from the spring.
It’s one of my favorite photos I’ve ever taken.
This little beauty is one of the many, many, many deer who roam the hundreds of acres surrounding our road. Apparently this summer, he tangled with a hammock and came out on the losing end. But with a fetching headdress nonetheless! It’s only wrapped around his antlers and while I’m sure it’s uncomfortable, he’s not in any danger. Last week Hannah and I spotted him crossing the road and took this photo.
I shared this on facebook last week and it caused quite a stir.
Comments ranged from riotous laughter and hilarious comments (my favorites were Mardi Gras and Rastafarian references) to sadness (still laughing) to accusing me of being a sick, twisted freak who could laugh at something like that (clearly she doesn’t know me AT ALL…I can spot funny from twenty paces). The very idea that I didn’t capture him with my magic lasso and hold him down till Animal Control got there was just incomprehensible for one commenter. Instead, I called search and rescue to locate her missing sense of humor. Ba dum dum…ching!
This morning was a banner morning…nine deer paraded through the snow as Hannah and I were watching for her bus out the kitchen window.
I stealthily dashed outside in my fleece robe and fur-lined crocs (I wish I was kidding) and snapped this pretty one.
It was all fun and games until she started stomping her foot at me. Chuffing, I believe it’s called.
This was her way of saying, “Come one step closer to me or my babies and I will CUT you.”
Ah, is there anything sweeter than a mother’s protective instinct? I think not.
I’m drafting my next post as we speak. It may or may not be about the deranged possum that’s trying to dig a tunnel to China in the flowerbed outside our front door.
Aren’t you glad you stopped by today?
Just giving you a little peek inside my house-bound, stir-crazed, vitamin D deficient world.