I fed the deer on the edge of the shady deck with four rubber feed bowls, well spread out.
There were lots of tracks up to the empty bowl, and about four other lines of prints. Or perhaps two moving through.
Anyway, it’s exciting enough to sleep downstairs where we can see them if the light comes on.
I’m overjoyed that they came back! I’m so glad I finally have feed. It’s-27c. Poor deer!
The light came on. Three deer were there. Here. Ten feet away through the window.
That big one sure looks like Wolf. The other one looks like Baby. So the youth have taken over from the mother. I wonder if Underbite, their mother, survived the annual cull, hunting season.