Miss Cutey Deer and the Irrepressible Rose

Okay, Miss Cutey Doe, Miss ButterWouldn'tMelt, this means war!

She has been making herself so comfortably at home that she even reached round onto the porch to eat the single porch rose that bloomed despite earlier deer depradations on the plant!

My guiding of the shoots as they recovered behind the porch trellis clearly wasn't enough to keep deer off these tasty morsels.

yesterday

and, below, today:

I've been meaning to do a proper tidy up there. I've forgotten why the shells and wee stones are there. From now on Irrepressible Rose is getting industrial strength protection.

Growl. Snarl.

Well, a sigh anyway.