Someone Please Explain to Me Why Deer Need a Salad Fork, by Guiness the Cat
Hello, this is Guiness the Cat with an urgent question.
Why would a deer need a fork?
With the lovely spring weather we've been having since it abruptly quit being winter, Debbi and I have been doing a lot of photo sessions outside, especially around the jonquils. (I find those especially intriguing. Debbi doesn't know why.)
As you may have noticed, we have a vegetable-less vegetable garden out behind the jonquil patch. There are multiple reasons why we have a vegetable-less vegetable garden out behind the jonquil patch. One is Debbi is no good at growing vegetables. Another is she's, um, a bit under-motivated to maintain the proper amount of labor required in the care and raising of vegetables. (Yes, I'm calling her lazy.) And lastly, she has no intention of putting that much work and expense into feeding the deer, turkeys, rabbits, and squirrels things she intended to eat herself.
Having forsaken any hopes of filling her own pantry with pretty jars of pretty-colored vegetation, she turned the plot over to the critters. It's now sporting a nice deer mix of greens as a ground cover.
So we're out there strolling around, trying not to be swallowed whole by the soft-but-not-quite-mud-hole, exploring the return of greenery at our leisure when suddenly we spied it.
Seriously. A fork. Laying right there among the salad fixin's.
Why do deer need a fork? We're still racking our brains for a logical explanation as to how it got there. How are we supposed to ponder the sudden unexplained appearance of a golf ball until we figure out the fork?
Sincerely, Guiness the Perplexed
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Image Credit » Photo (c) 2015 Debbi Craton. May not be used without permission. All rights reserved.