Take a close look at the doe hoovering-up birdseed in our front yard. Think that belly looks like twins?
I learned about deer habits the year a doe hid her newborn fawn on my front porch next to some herb pots. Now I get antsy when pregnant does put our yard on their maps.
Deer are habitual--eat along the same routes, sleep in the same places. You don't want a deer to adopt your personal landscape. Deer nosh on garden plants even when times are good...they'll eat ANYTHING if they're hungry enough, even poisonous oleander.
So the sight of a pregnant doe making herself to home in your front yard is a fawn-spotted promise of a future herd. Just do the multiplication: A deer lives about 10 years if her teeth hold out and she doesn't run into a car one dark night. She'll have one fawn in hard years, twins in good ones.
The fawns will follow in their mother's hoofsteps. By the end of year five after the first pregnant doe claims your yard, you've got a good shot at a baker's dozen calling your hacienda home. Not that you'd shoot them since it's against the law to shoot deer on plots the size of yours.
You understand why I've been hoping the doe likes someone else's yard more.
And then I saw this in our front yard on Tuesday.
Time to invest in deer fencing.
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