Two young local fellas stopped their truck beside Linda and me on Tuesday as we were out for a walk, and asked if they could park in our driveway to access nearby Hopkins Pond where they enjoy ice fishing. We said sure and told them to park beside the garage at the very end of the driveway, and continued walking.
A few minutes later they drove back and asked if we knew there was an injured deer in our wood shed. Well, no we didn’t!
They said the young buck had an injured hind leg and was in bad shape, unable to walk. So I hurried back to the house, where they joined me, and took a look. It was a good thing they’d pulled up at the end of the driveway, because we never would have seen that deer, down behind a mound of snow at the end of our driveway.