My backyard friends are getting a bit too friendly lately. The animals that visit my backyard range from the birds, whom I feed, to does, fawns, bucks, bears, skunks, turkeys, and others.
I love seeing the fawns and even saw the birth of a few that were born underneath my sons’ trampoline. I know that I should not feed them but when I have vegetables in the refrigerator that I would otherwise throw out, I have to admit I do throw them out for my backyard friends.
My neighbor has been feeding this one deer for years, ever since it was a little buck with its antlers barely popping through the top of his head he was eating out of her hand. Now, this deer is a full grown, eight point buck who still eats out of her hand. It looks a bit different to see a huge buck eating out of someone’s hand, and I worry what will happen when hunting season starts and he roams out of our protected area. I wondered if this buck would walk up to just anyone, not knowing that they may be hunting him, and were not backyard friends.
Well, I found out the other day when I was out feeding the birds. I just finished filling my bird feeders and when I turned around, there he was, standing right behind me. I never saw a buck that close before and was stunned at how big they really are.
As he took a step toward me, I took a step back, this went on for a few steps when I realized he was not leaving. Now more frightening than the size of him, was the size of his antlers, I never saw those up close either. This buck actually stood in front of me, and stamped his foot, now I was getting scared I was thinking that I was going to be gored by a buck in my own backyard.
I turned to the bird feeder and shook it just enough to get some bird seed out for him. When he bent down to eat the bird seed I made my way back to my house as quickly as I could. I grabbed my camera to get a photo of him, he was beautiful and I love animal pictures, but I never expected to get the shot that I did. I know it could not have been on purpose, or at least that it was I always thought, but he stuck his tongue out at me. See the photo above. Just one story of my backyard friends here in the Poconos.