The birthday report will come later (good time had by all).
I was just bringing out the garbage,
messing around in my front yard,
I had a hard time putting the lid on the can.
Finally done, dragged the can to the curb,
I'm going back into the house, I look to the right, and this is what I see
in my postage sized front yard:
And it the deer let me go in the house, get my camera, take some photos, and did this:
Guess I'm no threat. And me running toward it waiving my arms and yelling the other day made enough of an impression to come back.
I give up.