
The deer are trying to make amends so that I'll forgive them for
eating my tulips. They must be desperate because they sent Grover out in the middle of the day in 90 something degree heat. He was just trotting along down our street. Bert and Ernie are still making themselves scarce. I haven't seen them in a long time. I told Grover that everything was cool and they all could come back now. Might as well let bygones be bygones.
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