Picture this – the dog asks to go out and I duly oblige. She takes one look at the enormous moon rising above the trees and gives a low Woof! A startled deer bounds over the fence and heads for the forest accompanied by a miniature version of itself – white tails bobbing in the dusk. Baby makes for cover and Mother stops, turns round and regards the silent dog with disdain………..Bambi and his mother.
Magic.