Remember my story the other day about a run-in with a deer on the bike path?
Fifteen minutes ago The General directed my attention outside to the field just across the road. The deer was standing in that field, looking toward the house. I swear, as I came to the window he looked right at me.
Anonymous poster who commented as Bambi on Friday's post? I laughed when I read it, but it's not so funny anymore. The damn thing is STALKING ME!
Curtains on our windows just became priority number one. Priority number two: shotgun.