Venison, Anyone?

I live where the lots are fifty feet wide and almost every lot boasts a house. But still we have our creeks and trees and wildlife to
make our city a great place to live.

The deer are especially interesting. Sometimes its just one little lonely deer coming through my yard, and once it was a whole herd of twenty or more that I watched come up from a dry creek nearby and disappear behind the house across the street.

I've seen deer climb up on a big snowbank to avoid an oncoming car. I've had many deer in my back yard eating the apples that have fallen from the apple tree. It's a wonderful sight. One time, my cat sat in the kitchen window watching the deer eat my
fallen fruit. One of the deer happened to notice my cat in the window and started staring at her. The cat stared back. They kept this up for quite awhile until I started to think they had fallen in love and the buck would crash through my window to be with
his lady love. So I took my cat away to avoid such a catastrophe.

But there is sadness, too. Around Easter of this year, as it was turning dark, my widowed neighbor got a call from the police.
They told her she was going to hear a gunshot in her back yard, but not to worry. There was a wounded deer lying there suffering and another neighbor saw this and called the police. The police came and shot the doe and carried her out to the curb to be picked up later. The doe would have had her baby in a few weeks, but it was not to be. I don't know how she was injured.

But life goes on. And wild life will go on in my neighborhood, too. And I think it is a good thing.