One of my neighbors brought her little girl into our front yard to play.
You can see the fawn's legs in the right of the picture, and then a closeup of the little one. Sylvia no longer likes Bambi as much as she used to -- they eat her flowers. She gets out every other week to spray foul-smelling Liquid Fence but they still get the unprotected plants. Neighbors who raved about cute little deer when they lived in the city now have names for them, and they are not pet names.
