Our house is in the country, and the wildlife is abundant. I don't know if we have more rabbits or more deer in our yard; both enjoy the smorgasboard served in my flower beds. This was a hard winter, and the deer really cut the shrubbery short, and I don't know whether some of my flowers are going to be able to come back this time. Still, watching a herd (we had 13 or 14 on the north lawn recently) is recompense, especially when the fawns begin to caper. One year, I watched a pair of twins repeatedly race toward each other, running along the side of our road, as if they were playing chicken. They didn't notice me standing there, spectating, for quite a while, and when one finally noticed me, it distracted him and they ran into each other. Fortunately, nothing was hurt but Fawn Pride. We have left a large portion of our lot wild to provide the critters with food and shelter. Watching a deer sproing-sproing-sproing across the meadow, in leaps of ten feet, is amazing.