We’re out there for you, our loyal readers.
Debunking myths, reviewing the literature, setting people straight, battling blister beetles, flying in balloons… and taking out those pesky deer, one at a time.
Yes, indeed, that is fur in my windshield.
Garden Professors – More Efforts on Your Behalf
Oh Man! What did the deer look like? Venison?
Whoa. Were you ok?
I’m fine; my Jeep, not so much. It leaped onto my windshield to avoid an oncoming truck. Then it ran off. No doggie chew toys, alas.