Deer hunting 2025 has been a complicated affair. Compound and cross bow hunting. Youth hunt for my grand son. Between myself, my three sons and one involved grand we've likely been hunting on 20 different spots.
Lots of work, but it has paid off.
So on the last day of Wisconsin gun hunting season my son and grandson were going off to help a friend get a deer. They left at 6am, when the world was dark. Ten minutes after they departed Hank the Dog went insane. There was a deer, or more than one, in the front yard!
When the sun came up the tale was told. I'd only glimpsed one, but....
Those spots where the snow is melted were bed downs for two deer. In town. One of them about six feet from my front door. The sheer audacity is both awe and ire inspiring.
Evidently they'd been mooching around, eating out of the bird feeder, checking out the garden area. When the hunters were present they just stepped around the corner...directly under the window where I was making coffee.
What is the appropriate response to this degree of Insolence?
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