Oh deer!

Dear Deer!

I know you weren't expecting a letter from me. But I am not expecting to meet you in person or catch you in action and hence this letter.

Right, this is not the way to start a letter as it seems quite rude already without the usual greetings. But... I am not in a mood to really greet you after what you have done to my Petunias.

Did you know for the very first time in my life I decided to shell out the money and get myself two beautiful baskets of red Petunias and the shepherd's rod to go with it? I had put it lovingly in the front yard looking at it every morning with such pride and joy - as if my own hands made them bloom...

But yesterday morning as I walked out to water them I was shocked! stunned! Actually there is no word I can find in my vocabulary to exactly express how I felt, may be cheated sounds like it, to see that the plants had lost all its flowers. All! Not one of them left. I am so upset deer. Why did you do that? Did you know it was a treat I got for myself?

I wish I could say I hate you, but I don't like to use that word. I wish I could cry out loud but who cares... I want my flowers back. Please return if you can. Will you?

P.S: If you ate them by mistake I forgive you; if it was on purpose I might as well say I hate you...

Almost in tears,
~ NRIGirl