Now, I ask myself, why are rabbits (note, not as plump and pretty as the ones on Wimbledon Common) so adept at eating my flowers and so stupid when it comes to road sense? Deer are the same. This one chose the exact moment when a car was speeding down the hill to dash right out in front of it. It missed him by a miracle. I wonder if he knows how lucky he is?
A Londoner's musings from rural Western New York - and sometimes elsewhere
Monday, July 20, 2015
And Today...
Now, I ask myself, why are rabbits (note, not as plump and pretty as the ones on Wimbledon Common) so adept at eating my flowers and so stupid when it comes to road sense? Deer are the same. This one chose the exact moment when a car was speeding down the hill to dash right out in front of it. It missed him by a miracle. I wonder if he knows how lucky he is?
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