Man, deer have gotten soft…
The last one I met ran headfirst, right into my car, but not Zachary here. No, Zachary is a peach.
With a name like Zachary, you’re already setting him up for a lifetime of getting his ass kicked in the wild, but who knows, it’s looking pretty cushy behind that fence. You got people feeding you apples and carrots on the regular, not to mention this guy who somehow figured out that he should wiggle his antlers through the fence. Why would you ever want to leave that?
Nope, Zachary is living the good life. Have you ever seen a happier deer? Probably not…
