Look! It’s Bambi.
Isn’t he cute?
He was cute out in the pasture. Every day we watched him venture out into the newly mowed hay field.
Every day he got a little braver and would come out a little farther and stay a little longer.
It was so cute!
Until the other night.
The kids were in the living room when one of them saw Bambi – right outside the window – enjoying a late supper of my climbing rose bush!
Thankfully he was easily scared off with some hand claps.
Bambi in the pasture is cute. Bambi in my yard eating my flowers isn’t.
Well, okay – maybe a little cute.