Promised Pictures

Yesterday evening I was startled when I looked out the window and saw a deer just outside the fence of my back yard. My yard in only about 12 feet side, so she was just right there. I went for the camera and tried to get some shots. I've had to use some digital adjustments on these shots, because they were a bit hazy; I was shooting against the sun and into shadows, and the effect was not too good. I couldn't move from where I was without scaring her, so I chose to proceed, even with the poor conditions. I also had some trouble with the focus because she was hidden in the thicket and I couldn't move around to get a better angle to focus. Here are a few pictures of this beautiful creature.



This picture is while she was immediately out the back door, and I was shooting through a small opening so not to startle her.





























I like this one. She is craning her neck, looking at me. Reminds me of an old, old silly song, "I was looking back to see if she was looking back to see if I was looking back to see if she was looking back at me ...."









She didn't run away, but did move about six feet farther before turning and gazing in my direction.











Here she had moved closer to the back door again, but still up the bank, a safe distance, I guess.











She wold get a bite of grass, then raise her head and watch me as she chewed.












This is how camouflage works!













Peeking out.














One more major craning of the neck to check and be sure I was still where I was supposed to be.











Isn't she lovely?












One last check before she turned and walked back into the woods.












Then today ...

Well. I left the house this morning on some errands, and before I'd driven 3/4 mile I saw a youngster, a teenage male, who was in obvious distress. Well, no, that's not quite correct. He was in a potentially distressing situation but appeared quite calm. Somehow, for some reason, he had stuck his head through the hole in the side of a plastic chair and clearly couldn't get it out! There he sat, sprawled on the grass as if nothing were wrong!

I actually saw him and drove past when it dawned on me that he was stuck! You know, one of those "Now wait a minute, what did I just see?" moments. I put the truck in reverse and backed down the road. Sure enough, he was stuck. I pulled in the driveway, and he got up to see what I wanted, I guess.





Here is what I saw. . . . .








His name is P.J., and despite how this looks, he was actually very casual about it all!












It looks like his is trying to get free, but he is actually grazing!!!












Every time he raised his head, the chair slid around like this.












But he would simply stretch his neck out . . . .













. . .or move his head a little to rearrange the chair . . . . .












. . .and simply go on grazing!!!!













"Dad" to the rescue!! P.J. actually belongs to "dad's" daughter. His destiny is not the dinner table, but to sire hopefully future show calves.











Let's hope his future progeny are, uhmmm, smarter than old P.J., here!!












Almost out, but it got stuck. Tightly!













OK, just a couple more swipes of the little saw.














Whew! Free at last, free at last!











P.J. was not the least worried about any of this ordeal! His demeanor reminds me of Ferdinand the Bull. Do any of you remember Ferdinand? A very laid back bull who loved to stand around smelling the flowers, as I recall. Yep, that would be my newly found neighbor, P.J.!!

And the man said at the end, with a deep Texas drawl, "Well, that was a durn good $3 chair from Walmart till ol' P.J. got hold of it." Yes, he was kidding. I think.

I promised pictures, and you got 'em!!

Isn't life beautiful!?!
And rather humorous at times, too!!