{"id":3783,"date":"2011-06-14T17:42:06","date_gmt":"2011-06-15T00:42:06","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.jennyjones.com\/myblog\/?p=3783"},"modified":"2014-05-25T11:36:49","modified_gmt":"2014-05-25T18:36:49","slug":"youre-so-cute-now-get-out","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.jennyjones.com\/myblog\/youre-so-cute-now-get-out\/","title":{"rendered":"Tough love hurts"},"content":{"rendered":"

“Grab your camera! Quick!” Denis yelled from the back door and told me to hurry. “Not another snake,” I said. “I\"\"<\/a> think we should move.” Well it was the cutest young deer and it was in the back yard – not up on the hill way behind our house – in the yard! Next to the plum tree full of ripe plums. Denis had just been out picking plums and left the gate open that separates our yard from the wild wild west up there… the coyotes, bobcats, and other unwelcome varmits… but we’ve never had a deer actually in the yard. Deer eat flowers. They eat plums. They eat everything. But this one was so cute! Look at those ears. Look at that face. We were locked in a staring contest as I walked towards him, determined to defend my plums, to let him know this was not an all-you-can-eat buffet. “You’re so cute,” I said. “Now get out!” Tough love hurts.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

“Grab your camera! Quick!” Denis yelled from the back door and told me to hurry. “Not another snake,” I said. “I think we should move.” Well it was the cutest young deer and it was in the back yard – not up on the hill way behind our house – in the yard! Next to […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":3,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[20],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-3783","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-my-backyard"],"aioseo_notices":[],"aioseo_head":"\n\t\t\n\t\n\t\n\t\n\t\n\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t