I was looking out the back window this morning when one fawn came tearing through the trees at top speed.  It didn't even stop at the fence line.  The timing was impeccable as it ducked down under the bottom wire without missing a step.  Once it was in the yard it stopped and looked back to the trees as if wondering if the mama was missing him/her yet.

It headed straight for the grain dish and positioned itself so it could see into the trees.  Every now and again it would glance up as if to check if the rest were coming or if the mama was missing him/her.  It reminded me of a little child doing something even though he/she was told not to.

I don't know where the rest of the herd was.  They never did show up.  The little one ate its fill and ran back in the direction that it came.

This is the second winter that the deer have come regularly into the yard.  What fun it has

been watching them daily.  I've come to recognize each by its distinctive personality.  One heads straight to the seeds that fall beneath the hanging bird feeders.  One does not like being crowded at the food dish.  Another is a bully and chases the others away until he is done eating.  

I truly get a bang for my entertainment dollar.  It costs me a mere $13 for a sack of grain every two weeks.  That nominal fee provides hours of fun!