Ms. Amethyst had an encounter with our local monster this morning — the monster buck of whom I posted that fuzzy photo a while back, that is. Being a night owl I was still sleeping so I’m just a tiny bit envious.
She says that she was in the garage when she saw another buck, a four pointer, cross the driveway between the garage and the front of our truck (AKA “Doat”), so she quietly crept closer to the garage door to get a better look (through the windowed panels in the door). She watched the deer walk toward the south, then when she turned to her right to look straight out through the window she was face to face with the monster buck, just two feet away, who was looking in at her. She said hello to him, and he nodded his head like the macho stud muffin that he is and then after observing her for a time sauntered off following his buddy. She said that being so close to him she was able to get an accurate count and he’s a six pointer (counted Western style) and the tops of his antlers are well above the top of her head.
Life is good when the monster in the neighborhood is a deer.