
I don't remember if I blogged about this last time it happened or not. I don't like to blog about things like this because it's sad, and who wants to read sad?
Last year I had a buck show up with a broken leg. I was home alone of course. At first I didn't want to tell the neighbors because I knew they would come over and shoot him.
Of course thinking more on it, I thought it would be worse for him to be taken down by another animal or mountain lion, so I reported it. Of course he wasn't seen again for awhile and we assumed the worst.
About a week later, while hubs was home, the deer showed up and he was shot. I understood why, and it was hunting season so he was tagged and well you know the rest. I still hated it and felt horrible that day.
Well, as you can see in the photo above, this has happened to me again. This buck showed up about 10 days ago with a broken right front leg. Sigh... why me?
I called our neighbor and he said there was nothing we could do, that it's illegal to shoot them. I was a little surprised seeing that it would be humane, at least to me, but I can't do anything about it. I could have called Fish & Game, but since they gather and eat here I could get in trouble.
My hubs was home for about 8 days and this buck did not show up ONCE.
So guess who's here this morning? Yeah.
We all laugh at Leesa's Law, but this is getting ridiculous.















































