Today I wandered out behind the university into the forest. That’s right, forest. A real-live forest with squirrels, chipmunks and oh… deer!
I walked toward the trees at the back of the university, through the student residences and past the football field. I vaguely remembered seeing a path there one time. As I looked for the trail, I heard someone walking. I hadn’t expected to see anyone on the trail, and so was a little disappointed that it might be a popular spot, when I in fact wanted some quiet. As the sound of footsteps drew closer I realised it wasn’t a person… but a deer.
So it seems it wasn’t an overtrodden trail… well at least not by human steps. I walked over toward the deer and he was not phased by me. He wasn’t phased by the crazy squirrels running around the trees either.
I walked into the path, where the deer had been and soaked up the scenery. I heard some more steps and saw a doe, munching away on some grass. Then, across the path dashed two more deer – a male and his doe-eyed companion. They looked at me, I looked at them. I walked over, camera in hand… and they just kept looking.
At first I thought it was really cool that the buck wasn’t running away, but then he started moving towards me. He kept looking toward me, and then the doe, then me. I then realised I knew almost nothing about deer, and if they were at all dangerous. The buck was staring me down, and as I stood there stupidly with my camera, he started tapping his hoof on the ground – a sign I knew all too well from cartoons.