They come by more frequently now, curious about the old hermit in the house. Stopping by this evening for a closer look, one of them walked within three feet of the kitchen window as I cooked supper. Surprised but pleased by their visitation, I steped outside to snap a photo or two. She did not bolt. Alert but unafraid she stood still for the shot while her companion watched from a distance.
Leaving them alone then, they peacefully grazed up hill on the thick, green carpet of grass and plants this wet season has helped produce for them to feed upon, glancing at me as I finished cooking a batch of spaghetti with garlic bread for my evening meal.
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