We managed not to hit this.
I remember growing up in the middle of Maine, and we hardly ever saw a deer. Today in the Boston suburbs, they're thick as thieves. Want to feed the hungry of Massachusetts? Give them some 30-30. Just sayin'.
Photo taken on the iPhone by Jay, high beams by Ted. It's not quite a Blackfork deer cam, but we had to improvise.
And yes, the title is from the Ron White bit about (not) hunting.
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With G-d as my witness, my hand went to my Glock. I had a fleeting thought about poaching...
My daughter recently graduated from Boston University. I was always surprised, when I visited there, how many deer there were around.
Nice photo.
Brigid, I'm continually amazed at how numerous - and how brazen - the deer are here. They're a pest. I hit one a few months back, slow enough that the car wasn't damaged, but still.
But thanks. Jay took the picture.
I just had to shoot it. And the camera was a lot less noisy... ;)
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