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Foxes.
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Our pair has been absent of late, but now they’re back.
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Turkeys.
They’ve discovered the deer grain bowl and make short work of it.
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Riveting turkey video for your viewing pleasure.
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Blue eyed Bambi and mom.
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I hate to say it…
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But I think his/her eyes are starting to turn brown.
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I read that could happen.
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But was hoping he/she would hold on to them a little longer.
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It’s now officially hunting season.
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So as much as I love seeing our big buck…
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Part of me wishes he would just stay deep under cover.
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Thankfully all our immediate neighbors post no hunting signs like we do.
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So at least our herd has a safe refuge here.
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Stay alert big guy.
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And just come out on Sunday.
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While I’m all for pampering and spoiling our pets..
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No.
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Just, no.
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Bowzer’s manicure should not look better than mine… and look, even the dog hates it.
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I want to know who looked at their cat’s ass one afternoon and thought, ” Hey, that will make a great coloring book”.
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Mr. Whiskers is not amused.
And lastly, proof positive more isn’t always good… it’s just more.
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Hell, I think I’m slipping into diabetic coma just looking at that.
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Epic fails in the kitchen. They usually happen when you’re having your MIL or the boss over for dinner.
So when I saw these online the other day? I had to share…
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Not even close.
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Funny, I’ve made this dish as well… but had no idea it was Italian.
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Recipes.
Sometimes they just like to screw with you.
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Ninja throwing apples!
I like.
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Oh, hell no!
That mouth. I just can’t…
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I’m all for making pets out of rocks, they’re so obedient. But this looks more like a creepy charcoal briquette.
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It’s official.
I will never eat sausage again.
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Today the turkeys beat the deer to the buffet.
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Come on mom, I’m hungry.
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Bambi wanted in.
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But was decidedly out numbered.
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Look at mommas face.
She is not pleased.
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But she gives in and tries to approach.
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Nope.
Even when Bambi runs at them they just scatter and regroup.
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Still hungry…
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Bambi finds an alternative source.
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Yeah, yeah… still the husband. Soul mate, best friend, whatever.
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But today I’m talking about critters.
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Whimsical…
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Magical….
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Absolutely adorable….
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Little critters.
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Yes, even the pesky red squirrel.
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And the mice that make their winter nests in our garage.
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The fact that these creatures are ephemeral and disappear with the first gust of wind just makes it bittersweet.
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Still with momma…
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But no more spots!
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He/she is a little smaller than the other fawns.
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And I’m not sure if that has something to do with the fact that he/she is blue eyed.
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But they chow down everyday, twice a day.
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And as long as the deep snow doesn’t roll in too soon, all should be well.
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I thought maybe we’d seen the last of her.
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But no, she was out back stealing chopped up deer apples yesterday.
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She was back on the patio table.
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And there’s only one reason for that. Do you know how sick and tired I am of finding small pieces of rotted apple every time I sit down?
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And then of course there’s the poo.
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She leaves it there on purpose, I know it.
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And may I just say, sipping from puddles of rain water filled with your own poo?
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Not the least bit appetizing.
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And please note… in that last picture? She is literally pooping. Am I a great photo journalist or what!
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It’s been fun watching this little fawn grow up.
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Although sadly we’re watching his mother decline at the same time.
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Those blue eyes just slay me.
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Of all the deer we’ve had over the years, this is our first blue eyed visitor.
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Little one stays close to mom.
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Hope she’s around long enough to teach him what he needs to know…
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Here’s our old doe coming out of the woods.
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She’s slow, but still gets around.
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And right behind her?
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Blue eyed Bambi.
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Fatten up little guy/girl.
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Parts of Maine are getting snow today. Winter is coming.
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Still spotted.
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Still a little eerie.
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But definitely different.
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