Christmas Weather

I just started snowing heavily. It’s sticking. I left for the day, hoping I can make it back okay.
 
yummy, yummy pests.
You can't feed on them. Urban deer - no hunting. If hunting were permitted in city limits, you could come here and fill my fishroom with gunpowder smoke. You'd just have to let me open the window first.

They're out back leaping around like extras in Swan Lake now. It's even worse out now than this morning, but they are optimistic souls. They've gone from looking miserable to looking like they found an espresso trough.
 

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