Andrew went to let the dog out this morning and suddenly comes running back into our room asking if he can take a picture of the creature that is outside. Joseph and I hop out of bed and this is what we found:
We have a found evidence of deer in our backyard before, but never a deer. They have to jump fences to get in. I'm not sure what makes our yard so attractive. We are not even that close to the mountains. It has been a couple of hours since we first saw the deer. He did get up and eat some our ivy/grass, but then laid right back down. I wonder how long he'll stay?