A deer got into the garden last night at 4 AM while I was at work, but my son chased her off with a flashlight. If I catch Bambi in the garden, we'll have meat to go along with those potatoes! Venison, anyone?
Fortunately, the deer didn't seem to be there long enough to eat anything. I didn't see any evidence that she had even been there this morning.
Here's the way the garden looked 15 minutes ago:
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