THE STORY OF JACK THE LAD.

Well, I am so sad to say that I think something has happened to the lovely Whitetail, as I have not seen her for a month, and Jack has been collecting all the food and taking it away for the cubs. He comes over about 4.30pm and sits on my wall waiting for his supper. This afternoon he looked sad, but maybe he was enjoying the late sunshine. He went away and returned with one of the cubs. Such a wonderful parent, he took the chicken wings over and put them in front of the cub and watched over it. He ate nothing.
Such a lovely treat to have him bring the cub over, hope you like it.
It been a pretty miserable day until the afternoon, but it let me do my shopping this morning. The extras are Fred this evening and the cub eating the chicken.