So yesterday is opening day of bow season in Georgia and all the hunters are hitting the woods.
Meanwhile I'm babysitting my niece (3) and nephew (7) in the suburbs of Metro Atlanta (Dunwoody)
I'm standing in the driveway when I hear this loud noise like one of the kids has knocked over something in the garage and as I turn to look I see that the noise is rapid hoof beats on concrete. This little deer comes streaking by full tilt and boogie catches about 3 good strides when it hits the grass. It then runs into my nephews pitch back baseball training net, breaks its neck and falls dead at my feet. ( nothing I could do to help the little fella died nearly instantly)

I hope a deer dropping dead at my feet on opening day is a good omen of things to come this season.