Deer

We saw a fellow like this yesterday about a mile from my house, as the crow flies.

Correction: I nearly hit him. It was just after dusk and he was coming down to the creek for water. Both he and my truck would have lost that skirmish. He didn't like my lights, so he ran away from them as the road curved toward him. But he looked right at us, and that was cool -- for Sparky and for me.

I thought the houses had scared all the deer away, but obviously I was mistaken.