Old joke, don't know its origin.
It goes like this.
Me: Guess What
Me: Chicken Butt!
Me: Guess Why
Me: Chicken Thigh!
Me: Guess Who
Both: (because there's an assumption that you know how this joke goes by now)
At this point, if we were both 9, we'd laugh like it was the best joke ever, because we'd both just said, "Chicken poo!" in unison.
I though of this joke right away when I saw this series of pictures I'd taken of Momma and her little buck fawn.
I long ago gave up having a compost pile because it invited raccoons and skunks and opossums to come to dinner at my house at night. Whereupon, they'd discover that the salad bar also had chicken nearby.
They all love chicken.
And not in a friendly sort of way.
So, I decided to just sidestep the nocturnal chicken killers and feed the deer instead.
They were grateful and even go so far as to share the salad bar with the chickens.
The trouble is, I can hardly ever get a picture of just the deer.
The chickens continually photobomb (usually with their 'chicken butts') most of my attempts at decent pictures of just deer.
I finally gave up and zoomed in, to purposely cut Ms. Hen out of the photo.