I heard a lot leading up to the move that there were a lot of deer and moose in New Brunswick and I had better get used to it.
Well moose, not so much, but deer, oh sweet baby jeebus.
I have seen more deer this week than I did my ENTIRE LIFE in Ontario. We have several that just hang out around the town we live in, one which is partial to the small forest at the back of our property.
My daughter Keisha found a job last week and as she walked to work the other morning, she looked up and suddenly realized that she was literally standing four feet from a full grown female. She hyperventilated and took ten minutes at work to calm down. I would have peed in my pants.
The deer here don’t seem to care that they’re just walking around in the middle of a city, they just don’t. They saunter out in the morning, meander around in the afternoons and graze about in the evenings. And it’s not just the deer, we’ve seen foxes, beavers, (thankfully no scary possums) and all kinds of other animals. I just seriously can’t believe there are so damn many.
The other day I was letting the dogs out back for their own little private potty time when suddenly they all made a bee-line for the fence at the far end of the pool area. They barked and growled and barked some more and you know why? There was a deer, at 2pm just standing there in the tree line not ten feet away from my doggies. Hilarious was when I called them back to the house and Kermit, my eight pound little black pom-poo kept turning his head every few seconds to throw one more bark over his shoulder. That deer could have swallowed him whole but he wanted to make sure she knew; this is his yard.
Still yet to see the alleged Moose. Hopefully my first encounter won’t happen while I’m behind the wheel.
Keep your fingers crossed.