The return of the deer

Bambi, or more likely Bambi’s mother, has been in the backyard twice since I put up the lattice to keep the deer out. Either it’s the same deer from before, or that one passed the word about the candy (rose bushes) in the backyard. The first return was last Wednesday when a deer in another backyard on the lot line pushed through (or, perhaps, discovered) an aging section of the privacy fence whose nails had come unnailed. I nailed it back up. Then, possibly Friday night, a deer head-butted through the rather thin lattice a hole big enough to get in and out. I made some stronger repairs, after slicing my finger on the broken lattice. The roses are struggling, not only with the triple-digit and dry afternoons, but from being unable to keep a flush of leaves.