Oh, Deer


Excuse me, I have dinner reservations. Is my table ready?

I love a restaurant with waterfront dining. For starters, I’ll just have a little salad.

Uh-oh. Is that the paparazzi? How did they find me here?

Maybe I can lose ’em.

I think I can outrun ’em.

Yeah! Let’s see them do THIS!

Whew! That was close!  I may have to go into seclusion.

I should have ordered that meal to-go.

10 responses to “Oh, Deer

  1. Wonderful pictures!

  2. This was great!! Thank you for the early morning smile. Hope he/she can’t outrun OUR paparazzi! LOL!

  3. Dianna, you talk for animals just like I do. LOL! If that deer could speak, that’s exactly what she would be saying 🙂

  4. Such a cute post. Not so cute that they are in your yard eating your flowers every day. Thanks for the laugh today.

  5. Awesome post!! They know where to get good meals… next on the list: tomatoes … mmmmm….

  6. Beautiful! So close to nature. Don’t destroy my dream by telling me you live across the street from a mall, please! Here’s my entry for #17

  7. Thanks Dianna for dropping by my site and leaving the comment about the 2nd hand comments on parenting. Never a easy job right?!

    How funny we have another thing in common, my older sisters were off and married when me and my younger sisters were just starting school.
    Me and my oldest sister are 13 years apart. And then the next one after that is 12 years older than me.

    Have a blessed day.

    Great photo’s.


  8. Loved those shots!! What a pretty girl (?) !

  9. Wow-awesome pics! I love your view.

  10. Shirley Matthews Dunn

    How great it must be to be able to see all the wonderful wild life almost every day from your home.

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