|"I don't think she sees me."|
|" I wonder how many meals I can make of this one."|
|"Mom is doing a good job of distracting her with the shutter clicking on her camera."|
|"Wait, do I have to get up to kill her?" |
"Never mind, then."
"Mom'll get me some lunch later. That's way less work."
Hobbes has been obsessed with the deer on our place since he was big enough to be outside. He tried to get himself killed on his 1st birthday by a doe on our place that takes no prisoners. There's just something about him that doesn't really process the size difference between him and large mammals until they challenge him. He's scared of the chickens, but taunts the deer. Of course, the deer have never pecked him on the head.