Our housing complex is tucked into a pretty densely populated area: more than 20,000 souls reside in the two square miles surrounding us. Still, we are buffered with an illusion of nature provided by a thin strip of woods just across the way that separates us from the county utility lot and an elementary school right up the hill.
It was in this sparse little forest that I took a neighbor's dog to take care of her business this morning, and where the two of us had to hop over several big piles of fresh deer scat.
A little later in the day, another neighbor told us of her experience just last night. Taking her own dog out for the last time, the two of them strolled up the stairs by our unit, and making the turn past our door and into the courtyard, were confronted by a six-point buck. As they slowly backed up, retracing their steps, he continued confidently forward.
And then bounded off toward the woods-- obviously to poop!
It was in this sparse little forest that I took a neighbor's dog to take care of her business this morning, and where the two of us had to hop over several big piles of fresh deer scat.
A little later in the day, another neighbor told us of her experience just last night. Taking her own dog out for the last time, the two of them strolled up the stairs by our unit, and making the turn past our door and into the courtyard, were confronted by a six-point buck. As they slowly backed up, retracing their steps, he continued confidently forward.
And then bounded off toward the woods-- obviously to poop!
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