Our dog Kona thinks herself a mighty hunter. Every time she sees, hears, or smells a deer, she loudly explodes into indignation and without thought, runs toward the offender, or its smell. Kona’s barking and lack of control, drive us crazy.
Yesterday we looked out of our kitchen window to see this young buck helping himself to the peanut butter we put out for the birds. (I sometimes wonder what percentage of the peanut butter the birds actually get, after the squirrels and deer bully their way to it.) Anyway, yesterday we and the stag were lucky, because Kona was already wiped out and snoozing away on the couch, after her morning of intense squirrel watching.
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