I absolutely love my sweet little garden - it just gives me joy to see things growing in the backyard without dying, let alone actually bearing fruit! (Or, more accurately, vegetables)
Today I went out to water my garden, and as I'm turning on the hose I notice there's a deer sitting in my backyard in the ivy. Just laying there chewing away on something like she doesn't have a care in the world. I just marveled at how beautiful she was - and stared transfixed for a few minutes until the peaceful calm was broken by Diesel coming through the dog door.
He didn't notice the deer at first and went about his business, sniffing to find the perfect spot in the yard to relieve himself, which he promptly did.
And then he noticed the deer.
I don't know if I've blogged much about Diesel - but he's the sweetest dog in the world TO HUMANS, and an absolute bully to other animals. He tried to attack the next door neighbor's dog once, who easily outweighs him by about a hundred pounds. So going after this giant six foot doe didn't even cause him a moment of pause.
My yard is 100% fenced - but the backyard has a small three foot iron fence because the bamboo is so thick back there, I put it up literally to keep the dogs INSIDE, not to keep animals OUT. So it was more than a shock to see the deer - but now that Diesel was in pursuit and she was in the yard, she JUMPED up and started racing for an exit with Diesel (in chunky, but determined strides) close behind.
Unfortunately, there's no place for her to go - both gates are firmly shut - I haven't had the chance to open them as I was gazing in stupor at the animal. So she's running this way and that way and forwards and backwards. He's barking and running. She's leaping in panic and finally retreats back to the thick bamboo. I can hear it crunching and breaking as she tries to hide. I GRAB Diesel and put him back inside the house and slowly coax the animal back out into the open.
Just in time for Diesel to return through the dog door. AGAIN the chaos begins.
I must say, though - the scene reminded me a bit of the road runner and Wile E Coyote - there was no way Diesel was EVER going to catch that deer, bless his heart. But he's trying and barking menacingly and she's doing her best to escape, eventually retreating again to the thick bamboo.
I manage to grab Diesel a second time and put him in the house, this time putting a propane tank firmly in front of the dog door. I open both gates and go into the house - watching to see if the deer comes out. It's been 40 minutes now, and I'm debating whether or not to go looking to see if she's still hiding back there or if she bolted through while I wasn't looking.
It's not weird to see deer in this area - although not normally in the middle of the afternoon - but I'm still a city girl at heart, and I love it each and every time it happens. (Seeing the deer, not the animal anarchy)
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