My friend Hank

On a warm spring evening almost two weeks ago I looked outside my kitchen window and I was quite stunned when I found a young roe buck staring back at me.

He was strolling through our garden and when we walked outside he showed no sign of fear while he was inspecting our vegetable patch.
When we approached him he let us watch him from a distance of maybe 10 meters. We called him Hank.

Since that day he continued to come back almost every evening. It's hard to describe the magic you feel while watching a wild deer that seems to be so comfortable in your presence.

Also my cat Sanchez was very interested in him and one day I found Hank sitting down in our garden while Sanchez was closely watching.

Last week I went to Sweden to visit a friend and since I am back home I haven't seen a sign of Hank anymore. With the beginning of May hunters are allowed to shoot the young roe bocks to control the population. Still I hope he will be able to save himself. Even if that means to learn to keep his distance from humans.

Good luck Hank. Thank you for the magic.