Doh! A Deer.

Sorry, it's blurry, noisy and fuzzy but it's all I have.
I was at a particularly tense moment in my book (The Woman in The Window; fantastic thriller) when there was a kerfuffle in the river and the dogs started barking furiously. Suddenly this deer sprinted across the garden, closely followed by Molly and Bertie. Molly obediently came to me when I called her but Bertie, who has small dog syndrome and thinks he's a Rottweiler,  carried on in hot pursuit. The poor deer cowered in the trees for a while until she worked out that she could escape across the river.
I thought we might get some rain but only a few spots so far.