Living in a forest...

So each day I get the lovely benefit of watching psychotically energetic squirrels run around as if they live on cocoa beans...I get to watch deer walk in herds through my yard, occasionally coming over so I can hand feed them..I am in love with deer now, simply beautiful creatures. A whole herd of like 7 males even came through, though their antlers are not grown right now, they are funny looking little stubs on their heads, reminds me of the buds on spring trees, waiting to blossom for summer.

Well anyway, amidst the beauty and serenity of the forest, there is the harsh reality of the predator, lurking out beneath the ferns. Last night my mother heard the cry of something being attacked, along with the running and scuffling etc. It's sad to think that one of the lovely deer might have fallen last night. I believe it could have been a bobcat, as that is one of the main predatory animals where I live. It probably felled a young deer.

This is why I refuse to allow my itty bitty house cat to roam free outside. She'd be instantly gobbled by something, that is if my (I love you Moo) doofus cat didn't go out and play chicken with a local car.