I think they’re wise to me. I don’t spray them with the hose or chase after them shouting and waving my arms; I simply step outside and tell them sternly to go find something to eat in the woods. They listen very closely, politely, even…
When they’re satisfied I’m done having my say, they twitch their ears, flip their tails and head toward Mom, who’s usually browsing in another part of the yard. The photo below is one of the youngsters again, still in the garden. I guess I can’t blame them for not knowing where the woods end and the garden begins, as if it would matter to them.
They ate all my Trillium today. I don’t have nearly the mass of blooms I’ve had in prior years. Just when I think I’ve found a flower they don’t care for, they take a liking to it. Honestly, it doesn’t bother me as much as it used to. Sometimes it’s a little like living in a Disney movie with all the critters around…sigh…I persevere… Have a wonderful day!

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