She is back. Every day. Usually in the morning when I’m making coffee, but sometimes mid-afternoon. For a second snack.
And she’s bringing her daughter. Who loves to play hide and seek in the forsythia bush and I suspect is the person responsible for sampling my “deer-resistant” perennials and the 2 magnolias I planted. Bless her rotten little polka-dotted soul.
My dreams of the perfect fence continue.