Poor dear
The poor deer is all wet as it has been raining all morning. We need the rain and things are getting green, green, green. But I wouldn’t want to be wet like that. Karl, who will lay and let the snow cover him up, does not like the rain. She didn’t actually seem bothered by being wet but I’d like to invite them all inside to dry off…not really practical…
Poor dear.
***Just as I hit publish, the sun came out!
