Salt lick....?? riiiiiiiiiiiiight....
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"I walked up and started petting this deer. And then it jumped on my back so I pushed it off and started walking away. And then I looked back and saw it running after me."
"I didn't know what the deer was gonna do to me when it caught up," he said. "I was running around in circles to get it to stop following me, and it kept on following me."
Finally, the deer overtook Kevin and got a little overly friendly.
"It caught up to me, and then it jumped on my back and started licking my ear, so I pushed it off and it started licking my ear again," Kevin said.
When will males get it through their hormone-addled brains that 'No!' means 'No!'? Ignorance of the law OR the language is no excuse. If you get too friendly with the wildlife, though, it just encourages further, ahem, interaction with humans.
"I didn't know what the deer was gonna do to me when it caught up," he said. "I was running around in circles to get it to stop following me, and it kept on following me."
Finally, the deer overtook Kevin and got a little overly friendly.
"It caught up to me, and then it jumped on my back and started licking my ear, so I pushed it off and it started licking my ear again," Kevin said.
When will males get it through their hormone-addled brains that 'No!' means 'No!'? Ignorance of the law OR the language is no excuse. If you get too friendly with the wildlife, though, it just encourages further, ahem, interaction with humans.
when he gets older, he's going to realize that he was on national news and was the object of a horny deer.
that'll be worth some therapy.
that'll be worth some therapy.
When backpacking up in Montana you had to watch out for the deer. They would come into the camp and chew on your backpacks or anything that came into contact with your sweat. All I could think of is the Grizzlies were supposed to be afraid of us but the damn dear would chomp you in the butt if you weren't looking. This little doe was stalking me for a bit.
The people on the news broadcast when I saw it were trying to pass it off as just a frolicking deer playing in a field...
When I saw the footage ('bout 18 beers into the night) I said to everyone within earshot, "Look at this deer!! He's trying out for the priesthood...." Everything got pretty quite around then...
the kid must have ****ed a horse in a previous life.
I was riding not too long ago at a state park and found myself in a standoff with a 10pt buck still in velvet. It was too early for the rut, but he wasnt moving and had two does with him. I picked up sticks and chucked them at it, but he just stood there, pawing the ground. I got behing my bike and tossed a stick again and it bounced off his face like a snickers bar. Thing bolted then, but it was a bit unnerving. Thing had to weigh as much as I did.
You apparently have an enemy somewhere.
And for some reason you seem to listen to his advice.
I guess he wasn't gonna give up one of his beeshes without a fight. What were you doing trying to horn in on his action anyways?
Well they were supposed to avoid us and they did.