Liz B. Real Estate

Some time ago I was showing a home to a Mother and her three daughters (2 teenagers and a toddler). This particular home was in a very rural area, so no streetlights and because she works we were viewing this house late in the evening.

I pull up a few minutes early and there is a heard of dear in the front yard. Now I’m mostly a country girl so my thoughts were somewhere along the lines of “this is so cool”. I left my headlights on so I could enjoy watching them. By the time my client got there they had moved off to the trees at the side of the house.

So out of the car and into the house we go. There is electricity, so lights go on we take a tour and lights go off. Once we are outside we notice how dark it really is. Headlights have automatically turned off while we were inside and we can barely see the cars now.

No big deal, I’ll just pull out the flash light on my phone. Problem is while I am fumbling around trying to do that it becomes apparent that the deer are back. These guys were super cute and fun to watch while I was protected by the nice, hard, metal shell of my car. Out in the open, in the dark, all we could hear were these massive deer moving all around.

The 2 teenagers scream hysterics and dart off to their car, while my clients is trying to rangle the little one and get to her car as quick as possible. I hadn’t really thought about it much but it is extremely hard to keep your professional calm, while secretly freaking out, with girls screaming and running by.

My clients get to their car and are just fine but it doesn’t end there. For some reason these deer don’t seem to have a problem with screaming girls and continue to mill around my car, blocking my driver’s side door.

What did I do you ask? Well I took the cowards route and climbed through the passenger’s door and over the center console. All was well with the world now that I have my metal safety net from the big bad deer.