Coming back up the trail from the barn, today, with my trusty sidekick, Hobbes, I heard a noise that made me stop. Looking up, I saw a lovely, little buck sporting fairly long spikes- probably a 2 yr. old. He trotted off a few feet, but then, turned and really LOOKED at me- and... unbelievably...
he started walking towards me!
He got to within 20 ft. of me before stopping again. Suddenly, I realized who he was! The little buck that would come in with his mother and her fawn last Spring. The one I used to throw apples to! I truly believe he recognized me! (and wanted apples, of course).
After a minute or two, he walked past, then, turned to look at me one last time before hopping the pasture fence. I never fail to be awed by nature, and my encounters with the animals here.
(unfortunately, I didn't have my camera with me when all this happened, so the buck pictured above is NOT the animal I am describing- HOWEVER, I think this little buck is Imp... the fawn I loved, and blogged about last Spring. He, too, allows me closer than any wild animal should).
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