Please sir, may I come in?

The forlorn-looking doe that peeked through the railing of our front porch Sunday afternoon looked like she was begging for food but a better bet would be that she was foraging for food. She didn’t flinch or run even when two humans and six cats stared at her through the glass of the storm door.

The three heavy snowstorms that has struck our area since Dec. 18 have left animals struggling to find food underneath all the wintry mix.

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