I moved into this house nine years ago. It sits on the corner of the road into the tiny 10 house subdivision and a busy county road. Our side of the road is city, the other county. The road is very busy at times and there is no privacy in the back yard. I had good luck using Leland Cyprus trees as a buffer when I lived in Chattanooga, so naturally started planting them here to do the same. Planted in a ninety degree configuration, staggered every eight feet, it takes 14 to do the job. I started buying the three gallon trees from Lowes, $17 a shot, little by little. I planted down the subdivision road, than along the county road. Took my time, planted as I could afford. Last couple of trees were planted a year after the first. The next year some knot headed little buck killed the two newest by rubbing them. Lowes paid for the replacements with their guarantee, The next year same darn thing!. I replanted. This time, come September, I drove nails into tomato stakes on three sides and drove them in the ground around the two little trees. No rubs. I replaced the stakes with tomato cages. They worked too. I then had to combine two cages as they grew. This year I placed a trail camera under the deck pointed at the trees. I got pictures of doe, fawns, and knot headed six point. The next week I noticed rub marks on the next biggest tree. Man was I POd. I came home late one night and saw deer in the back yard. I slipped out on the deck just in time to see the six pointer pass through. I ran to the safe, got a twelve gauge, and then had to run to the basement for a shell. He was gone when I got back. I leaned the gun in the corner and placed the shell on the fireplace mantle. I looked for that illegitimate son every nite at the same time for five days. The sixth day he came through again. I slipped out on the deck, let him get about forty yards away, aimed to the south of his arse and caught him on the edge of the pattern of 1 1/8 oz. of 7 1/2. He kicked like a mule and headed for parts unknown. I figured that was that.
Well I just got back from the mailbox. As I was turning around I looked across the yard and here were two more trees with their bare limbs gleaming in the evening sun! This time he, or a cousin, had taken on a much bigger cypress, about 12 feet. I wrapped the bare limbs with electricians tape. That tape will fix anything, right? I then started driving more nails into more tomato stakes. The shot gun is back out along with the shot shell. I ought to use something more lethal and then drag his butt down to the road and let the state pick him up.
Anyone dealt with this before?
I am hot enough to breed.
Well I just got back from the mailbox. As I was turning around I looked across the yard and here were two more trees with their bare limbs gleaming in the evening sun! This time he, or a cousin, had taken on a much bigger cypress, about 12 feet. I wrapped the bare limbs with electricians tape. That tape will fix anything, right? I then started driving more nails into more tomato stakes. The shot gun is back out along with the shot shell. I ought to use something more lethal and then drag his butt down to the road and let the state pick him up.
Anyone dealt with this before?
I am hot enough to breed.
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