Oh Deer

The morning stroll with Elvis takes me through a wooded area affectionately known as ‘The Forest’, but to be honest it is a group of slightly inter-connected woods. Nevertheless, it remains rather rural, untouched and is home to the wild boar and deer that the hunters try and exterminate each year. We are approaching the end of the season (normally end March here), so it was nice to see the fresh deer footprints on our walk. The hunt was in this wood only very recently, so I am hoping they have escaped their attentions for at least this year.