|Watch out for deer, Henry!|
But then, there's always a moment where I think, "hmmm, wait. I may be a bit too close." Then, I wonder if the deer is actually a bit mentally unstable. What if this one's out for blood? I'm far too close... this one may be one of those killer deer whose mom was killed by some SUV and is plotting its revenge as I creep up to it. Those hooves are pointy, you know. They can do damage. I'll be some snippet on the news, "Debbie, age 31, was hooved mercilessly by nature. The deer police have not made any arrests and are not likely to." It usually scampers off not long after these thoughts overtake me. But still. It's something to think about.