Al and I have started taking a 3-mile walk every night, usually just before the sun goes down. We walk to the end of the road in front of our house, which ends in a dead end. Along the way this time of year, cicadas are making their loud calling, we see and hear different kinds of birds, and sometimes, something else happens.
Tonight I saw and heard movement in the thick woods on the side of the road. We walked on. On the way back, I saw an animal cross the road far ahead. It looked like either a large dog, or a small deer. Getting closer, we saw it again, peering out, about to cross the road. It was a small fawn. Just large enough not to be spotted. We were too far away to see it closely, but we saw it.
In today’s state newspaper, there was a story of a small black bear being spotted in someone’s back yard, in the county SOUTH of here. With all the forest and woods around us, I’m sure it could be in our back yard next time.
Doctor Grandma 
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