My Girl

I went out with the birdseed - no sign of my girl. Looked back once more just before I went back into the house, and there she was! You shall know her by her neck cowlick. There was no sign of her two fawns. And then a while later, after she had finished her peanuts, The Husband looked out the kitchen window and there they all were up under our big oak tree. Eating the shoots that the daylilies keep trying to put up again. After they finished with that, the headed up the hill on the south end of our house. See extra.