|Warning. Mythical Deer.|
|No deer here|
So, with that in mind, Daddy decided we should go out to look for the deer over the weekend. It kept me out of the pub, I suppose! Off we went in the car, found a likely spot & hopped out for a walk. Miss Squeaky decided that the best way to get the deer to show up was to call "Deers, come out, come out, wherever you are!" at the top of her voice. An interesting tactic, I'm sure you'll agree, but unfortunately not a terribly successful one, as they decided against. We did see a few dogs though, out for a walk, and a fox, running across the road, but no deer. According to Squeaky, the reason we didn't see the deer is because they were too busy chasing the fox. Fair guess.
We did find a deer's bed, apparently. No deer in it, but that's what she decided.
|The deer's bed, but no deer.|
|A tree that sort of looks like antlers|
NB: I know that the deer are real, and just very shy animals, and the chance of seeing them in such an expanse of dense woodland is pretty slim. But I like to live in denial of the existence of certain things. Deer, the M50, and Jim Davidson don't exist in my world, and a very happy place it is too.
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