One of the things I’ve learned in life is that you can’t tell my mom anything. I think this is just a personality quirk that my family has learned to accept, and it can be pretty amusing at times.
My parents have a quasi-retirement house up at Lake LBJ which they tend to go to on the weekends. It’s in a neighborhood, but there are lots of wild animals around, most notably deer. Now, to give you an idea of my mom’s compassion for animals, pretty much every pet we ever had was a stray that she rescued. Naturally, with all the deer traipsing through the yard at the lakehouse, my mom has resorted to feeding them. This is a big nono in that area and last year she was caught and fined a hefty fee. Most people would learn their lesson from this situation and stop feeding the deer.
Well…I was up there this past weekend, and guess what? My mom didn’t listen and has resumed her devious/compassionate behavior. It’s really obvious too because there will be up to 30 deer in the yard! There’s a pregnant one that will even eat out of her hand. After the couple of times I saw her feed them, she said, “You guys are making me look bad! Go on, get outta here!” and then proceeded to feed them some more. haha, oh my… Continue reading