This tale began when the deer and other varmints began decimating our garden. The garden lays along the spring branch which runs into a pond, then overflows into the creek. The males plotted and planned their attack.
Hubby is driving at break neck speeds, I'm sure. He has Andrew holding a flashlight (the headlights were not reaching out far enough)...did I forget to say, this was all in the dead of night.
When they chased the deer out of the garden, they failed to remember there's an outlet to the pond! I find this strange because Hubby built the overflow. Maybe in the excitement of the chase, Hubby thought he could jump it, who knows what goes on in those two heads when they're on an adventure! Hubby says Andrew wasn't holding the light right, Andrew says Hubby wasn't watching...this is the result of both, I would say.
At least the deer left the garden for a while and, after all, that was the goal, right?
