I came home from work this morning to find a little buck rubbing his antlers on my fig tree. I drove toward him and he was so intent on his destruction on my fig tree limb, that he didn't seem to notice until the bumper of my car was about 3 feet from him (which is as close as I could have gotten without driving over the curb and onto the lawn). Anyway, when I had inspected my fig after the first sighting (see previous blog), I wondered why all the leaves were on the ground and had no bite marks. Now I know. Bastard!
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