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those aren't Bastards like you called them they all look like bitches to me The two bucks that were with them when I first went out were gone by the time I got back out with the camera. We've given up on having a garden out front. They even ate the fake flowers we put out. Next Saturday is the start of bow season. |
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Quoted: Yep, need some 160th SOAR up in herrrrr!!!Quoted: Quoted: No 160th? That's what I was thinking. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lswGehxf_-Y |
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those aren't Bastards like you called them they all look like bitches to me The two bucks that were with them when I first went out were gone by the time I got back out with the camera. We've given up on having a garden out front. They even ate the fake flowers we put out. Next Saturday is the start of bow season. lol My sisters, who live in one of the prettier parts of California, thought it was just darling that the little deer came through their property at night. Then they tried to grow roses. Tried. |
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those aren't Bastards like you called them they all look like bitches to me The two bucks that were with them when I first went out were gone by the time I got back out with the camera. We've given up on having a garden out front. They even ate the fake flowers we put out. Next Saturday is the start of bow season. lol My sisters, who live in one of the prettier parts of California, thought it was just darling that the little deer came through their property at night. Then they tried to grow roses. Tried. My wife was the same way when we moved in. The first time we saw the deer in the pasture it was , "Oh, how BEAUTIFUL they are." After losing ALL our hostas and roses it was, " |

