Deery me... it's the cheeky deer of Tobermory

The battle is ongoing and a war of attrition, and one of ritual. Namely me keeping an eye out for the deer that think they own the garden and that it is fair game to scoff the bird seed from the feeders I put out, and have to take in at night!

The four legged monkeys even have the audacity and bravery to strut their stuff in the garden, when The Boss if off to work teaching!