Diary 6/24/13

This young buck deer has been hanging about the garden and orchard. I keep for

getting about him, and then he jumps up from some corner where he has been resting, trots a little ways away and then usually starts eating, not afraid of me at all.  He has some ridiculously small nubbins where one day some sort of antlers are going to show.  I have nicknamed him Dufus, and I think he is beginning to know his name.