I guess it’s not all fun and games when you are one of Santa’s reindeer.
Something like this could happen at any time:
No, this isn’t our yard. But it could be. Rob saw this and his eyes lit up like a kid’s….well, on Christmas Day. He says this is happening next year.
I hope our neighbors have a good sense of humor. And strong stomachs.
For now, the greatest humiliation deer suffer in our neck of the woods is this:
I, for one, think he looks quite magestic. The beads give him that “je ne sais quoi” you just can’t get out in the wild, no?