Wordless Wednesday: Blogger vs. Bambi Part 2
I’ve been walking nearly every morning or evening for months, and as some of you may remember from the Bambi incident, there are many, many deer living in the woods behind my house. When they started appearing on the path where I walk around twilight every night, I moved my walks to the morning. Apparently the deer don’t follow daylight savings time because this morning they were moving through my section of the path during my regular morning walking time. First I saw a six point buck chasing a doe across the path ahead of me, which was a little scary because deer are more dangerous during rut. While they scampered off into the woods to get their groove on, I snapped a couple pictures on my phone of the other deer wandering about. Once the big daddies were gone, I tried to continue on my walk. That’s when this young buck to my left stared at me, put his head down, snorted, and stomped his hoof. That was all I needed to turn around and find another path. Darn that Bambi…
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Oh my goodness, Amy!! Only you would see deer going to get it on and get stomped at by a Buck. I can’t stop laughing!!
He was serious! Maybe I looked like a doe, a deer, a female deer. 😉
You’re more like a ray, a drop of golden sun.
We should have tea, with jam and bread.
Too bad I wasn’t walking behind you with a video camera. 😉 lol Glad you’re ok!!
Deer porn. Nice. LOL
The angry deer comment on the photo made me chuckle, a little…
A little works for me.
omg – that’s “wild” . . .be safe out there!
Hillary
Thanks to your bravery, this city girl learned what rut is as it relates to the deer family, so for that, I’m thankful. Oh, also that you kept your dignity on your walk.
Like I told my son, all you need is a keychain flashlight and a rape whistle and you’ll be fine.
Oh sweet cheeses, now we have to worry about angry deer in our forests? I swear I’m moving back to California. You’re scared I might, admit it.
I’m more scared that you will and not take me with you!
DUDE!!!!
Wow! That’s really dangerous! Good thing you spotted it.. If it was me I would have missed him..
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