Oh great.
I’m a deer.
Somebody gonna make summer sausage and jerky outta my @ss
I’ve only lived around deer for 10 years, but let me tell you something—sometimes they get a wild hair (sorry ‘bout that) and break into people’s houses and places of business and actually attack. I enjoy watching them from our sun room, but when my husband suggested feeding them or putting a salt lick next to our home, he had to peel me off the ceiling. I lived in an inner urban environment for the first half of my life and didn’t have too many problems (grace of God). However, when it comes to facing a 300 lb. fuzzball with what looks like ancient chinese weapons stuck on their heads, I high-tail it out of the area.