Evening had come and the heat of the day had finally reversed direction.As I headed toward the garden, I noticed the doe. She has been coming around quite often lately, but I hadn’t ever seen her lounging in the dirt pile, the dogs’ favorite romping area.
I told Abby to sit, continuing to take photos as I kept an eye on the dogs. I didn’t think Ricky would give chase after his recent run-in with a deer, probably the same one in the yard, the same one that played with Abby after scaring Ricky.
The three of us watched her get up and in slow motion steps start to walk away and then shift into swift bounding steps.