A Saturday Story

Last Saturday afternoon, mom and I were vacuuming the house - well, I was technically not vacuuming as I had been barking and carrying on and mom got tired of that and put me on a down-stay in the upstairs hallway. Any way, then, mom was vacuuming in the dining room and all of a sudden, she turns the machine off and starts exclaiming excitedly about something she saw out of the window. I can't see it because I am still doing my down-stay. Mom runs past me, grabs her camera, runs past me again and takes some photos. First she took a few photos out of the window and then she ran downstairs and outside and took more photos. What did she see? A deer!

That deer was trying to weave!

Then the deer jumped over into our neighbors yard:

Back into our yard and over to the terriers yard:

Mom climbed the fence to the terriers yard too because the deer jumped into yet another neighbor's yard and mom was going to open the gate for her to get out. Then my terrier neighbors came blasting out of their house and the deer jumped back into my yard and disappeared out the front yard. It was 3:40 in the afternoon! Poor deer must've been hungry and confused. We don't live in the country, you know. Definitely city suburb. We are in a neighborhood of over 200 houses, mostly fenced in yards. We are a 1/2 a mile from a major highway and lots of other busy roads. But near the highway is a railroad track and we think the deer hang out along there and every once in awhile make their way up into our backyards.

Pretty exciting, huh? Well, I didn't see any of it. Mom was outside talking to our neighbor about the deer for at least 10 minutes. When she finally came back inside, she fully expected to see me standing at the door waiting for her. But where was I? Still in the hallway on my down-stay!!

Gotta zoom!

Ricky