When I was at the cottage last weekend, one of the first things I noticed was that the geraniums were looking a bit flattened – “like something was laying there…” I mused.
A few hours later, I noticed a doe snacking on my neighbour’s apple tree. The next evening, some local friends told us they had dropped by twice to check on the baby robins, to find a deer bedded down in our garden. They had observed a growth on its right hind leg and that it limped.
Next morning the doe was grazing outside our bedroom window. Later it bedded down on the shady slope behind the house. It does indeed look as though she has a malformation or possibly that her leg has been broken at some point, but she doesn’t appear to be particularly distressed or disabled. She is getting around, eating well, and quite calm. I left a bucket of water for her later that day, but she didn’t touch it and I didn’t see her again that weekend. I am very much hoping to find further signs of her when I return next weekend.
- A lovely living lawn ornament
We get deer a lot ’round these parts (we back up to the state forest – and the heard in MD is quite large). Kim is currently working on the garden plan with particular attention to planting things the deer won’t like too much. But, I think she was more concerned with the deer eating the flowers, not bedding down!
So…did you name her?
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The urchins have dubbed it Walter – a tough name for a doe to pull off but she hasn’t complained yet.
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Oh, yes….been there….still am! Our lovely friends ate all the roses, herbs and other lovely treasures I was nurturing along in my new cottage garden. I have lived here long enough to know it can happen, but still….and of course, I named them Buttermilk and Tapioca….twins…so thismorning, up went a bit of fencing that I will be able to hide with some Butterfly Iris’….I am hoping they aren’t TOO much bolder as to come across the tiny patio to get into this area…I should know better…..
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Your deer reminds me of Gladys. Gladys was an orphaned deer who used to visit us in our last house one summer. We named her Gladys because we were sure she was always Glad to see Us!
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