The “cute cats” drought will continue for at least another week. In the meantime, meet some more of our neighbors.
These guys tend to show up, hang out for a while, and then vanish again. They’ve been around lately, munching on the greenery.
Their numbers vary from year to year. I’ve seen as many as six of them at once. They usually travel in pairs, making those two pictures somewhat unusual; here’s a more typical shot. (Yes, we really do see boys as well as girls.)
Unlike the other neighbors I’ve introduced, the deer don’t come into the yard or hang out at the Bowl o’ Krunchies, but I have seen them nibbling on the trees that hang over the fence.
As our neighbors go, the deer are probably the most boring. Unlike the turkeys, the deer go out of their way to avoid confrontations with cars. They don’t bully each other, they don’t ask for handouts, and they don’t break things. They just leave hoofprints and the occasional pile of droppings in the common area.
We’re not totally blasé about them–they may be boring, but they’re still wild animals right outside the house–but we get more excited about a chance to say hello to Grey Tabby or fire the SuperSoaker at the raccoons.
If deer have become common in your area, you’re likely to be in the company (whether you see it or not) of a mountain lion, the deer’s natural predator. They are being sighted in what would have been considered unlikely neighborhoods, lately. They’re not much of a threat to us hoomins, but anything else made of meat is, as they say, fair game.
If you do see a mountain lion, by the way, I suppose you can try the super soaker. The question is, of course, will it repel the large, hungry carnivorous killing machine or just piss her off? Let us know how it works out.
The deer have been here at least as long as we have–I have a vague memory of them coming by the week we moved in, presumably to make sure we weren’t mountain lions. That being the case, the odds are pretty good that a mountain lion has come by at least once since. Shame we didn’t see her.
If I do see one, and the super soaker is within reach, it means I’m safely in the house, so I can afford to take the time to grab the camera first. Then I’ll try the super soaker, if only for the sake of Grey Tabby, Faux Tux, the anonymous possum, and all the other critters who hang out around here.
The question is what to use for Plan B if the soaker doesn’t chase her off…