On my early morning dog walk, I occasionally see deer.
Yesterday was incredible – a young doe with her two nursing fawns. They even walked towards me because I imitated her head-nodding behaviour and a made low “Lambie-Muzzah” voice. Of course, being me I didn’t have my camera but, believe me, it was a memorable moment in my life.
Today, I was blessed by seeing this little (and I could be wrong) doe who was grazing alone.
Pip (Mum’s Patterdale terrier) and I just stood quietly for a while and watched.
Truly special to be in the presence of such a timid animal who had accepted me.
I was standing the other side of the stream so my camera did all the work!
Interestingly enough, some golfers arrived in their cart and you can see just how close to each other are without realising.
I must add that my charge, Pip, the Patterdale terrier, was an absolutel jewel. While I stood and watched the deer, he stayed by my feet waiting and willing me to drop small dog biccies his way.
He had spotted the deer but made no move to chase it, unlike some who I was glad were not here.
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A truly special morning, though perhaps not as special as the doe and her two fauns, which really was essence of Bambi.
I wonder if they thought I vaguely spoke their language.