So I’m sitting here, minding my own business, watching my too-sick-to-go-to-school youngest grandson play Minecraft, when who should go by RIGHT OUTSIDE THE WINDOW BUT A DEER THE SIZE OF A PERCHERON. Seriously, a team of deer the size of this one could totally pull a truck full of Budweiser.
It just strolled on past the office window, raising its right front hoof long enough to give me the finger — in front of my young grandson, too — and trotted around the side of the house and down to the garden to see if anything was left after the deer and rabbit depredations of the summer.
I haven’t had the heart — or the nerve — to go see if the blueberry bushes are still standing.
A WRITING PROMPT FOR YOU: A wild animal prowls around a house.