Bambi is bleating

Because he can't stay out of my lilies. Peas. Oh, don't forget tomatoes. Who eats tomato plants? They're from the nightshade family, but does that stop the dear little deer? Oh no! He mows down everything without the slightest mercy, although I did notice him avoiding my brussell sprouts. I only like them because they look like fairy cabbages. Ah well. Today he ventured into my front yard, the place where I've been forced to move all my roses and lilies in a desperate attempt that they can survive the shade better than the ravenous bleating beasts. He is cute. Oh, so cute, but cuteness does not make up for the anguish of seeing my botanical masterpiece brutally raped and decimated. Where is his mother?