Now that it stays light out for longer we've finally been able to figure out what Murphy barks at incessantly in the evenings. This lady's been bedding down under a tree in our back yard every night.
Can you see her?
How about now?
Any suggestions for what I can name her?
How about Hope, as in I hope all the snow melts soon!
ReplyDeleteI like Dora. But that's because I'm a dork and like alliteration.
ReplyDeleteHow about "Target"?
ReplyDeleteHaHa! Target is funny.
ReplyDeleteBut laying in bed yesterday, I even thought of a poem:
Dear, dear, Dora Deer
You're such a handsome Doe
Perfect Picture of God's peace
Nestled in my snow.
Seriously. This is what happens when you have WAY too much time on your hands...