We moved up here for many reasons, not the least of them being the charming country life. Need some equestrian apparel? No problem! There’s a tack shop right in town. Want to visit a farm? Just drive down the road. And at first I thought some of our forest friends were adorable, too. But oh, how things change.
I used to like deer. They were so graceful and peaceful looking. Or so I thought. Now I know that they are destructive, tick-carrying forest rats. They make me wonder why I even bother trying to put out plants. They ruin everything. Everything! Just look what they did to my mum last night. I have a matching plant on the other side of that stair and they ate every freaking flower off of it, then knocked it over.
Too bad I don’t care for venison.