Monday morning, while sitting on my front porch reading the Standard and having a cup of coffee, I looked across the street and saw two deer in the corn field. Now to some, this may not seem unusual, but I live on 1500 west in Clinton one of the most used streets in the city.
The corn field is surrounded on all sides by dense residential and commercial property. How did these animals managed to survive a journey to the middle of Clinton? I thought about notifying an appropriate state agency about these deer, but then realized they are in the process of establishing the state run private hunting preserve on Antelope Island and shouldn't be bothered with a report of deer so close to downtown. What will happen to these deer when the corn is harvested? Maybe a limited hunt is in order.