We complain about them eating our flowers or standing outside the window, looking us right in the eye, and pooping with a "So what are you gonna do about it?" expression on their faces, but it's still pretty cool to look out your back door and see a deer chilling in the woods.

You never appreciated me when I was doing those things.

adam, that was neither our back door nor the woods.

Well, it was something. And it deserved appreciation, that's for sure.