What deer make up for in grace and beauty, they lack in intelligence. The brains within those big-eyed, delicate little heads are truly minuscule.
Fio and Sonia Dog had barely left the front porch for their morning walk when doggie froze and pointed. About forty yards away, a deer was standing at the edge of the cedar thicket on the other side of the driveway. As it walked slowly across the drive into the far west yard, Fiorella stuffed treat into Sonia's mouth and convinced her to turn around. Looking back, Fio saw another deer come out of the cedar thicket. Then a third one, then a fourth one, then a fifth one.
Yes, five deer in plain view with a mastiff under tenuous control.
Not very bright.
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