Many people are charmed when deer are around, but I have misgivings. They eat and damage stuff that I want to keep. Sometimes I regard deer as rats, except they are bigger, look better and presumably taste better
|A deer at the bottom of my yard in St. Albans, Vt. yesterday|
Every winter, I have to fence off some cedar trees growing on my property because they munch on those.
It's been a snowy winter, so deer have had a hard time getting food. So they're sniffing around my compost pile, looking for scraps. I don't want to get them used to finding food here, so I hope the deer move on.
Yes, I feel sympathy. Believe me, I wouldn't have wanted to spend the entire winter belly deep in snow, freezing my butt off, starving and searching in vain for any bad tasting morsel of food to keep me alive.
But hey, I'm not a deer. I can go to the supermarket. So call me heartless.
|One of two deer visiting my property yesterday|