Not So Cute

Yesterday I published a gushingly-cute photo of a spotted fawn gamboling within view of a patient trail camera.  In the interest of laying it on thick the cuteness was so treacly thick that it would even have made Walt Disney blush.

This is not cute.

This fawn was dining on my late season garden vegetables - so in my biggest, loudest, very big scary voice I ordered him out.  Vamoose!

This little one's mama has taught him a great disservice - namely garden raids are accompanied by a stiff penalty.

Capital crime around these parts...