You know you can only warn a guy so many times. This buck has been "visiting" my garden all summer long. I warned him time and time again that I had his number. Well the day before Thanksgiving I was making my dressing and had to go out to dump my veggie remains into the compost and who was roaming my garden spot? Yep, Mr. Bucky was there. I told him he better scat and he just looked at me in my pink apron, "as if." Well, "I as if'd him alright." Well looks like some yummy tenderloin in our future!
Note: To all future smarty pants bucks this is a warning!