I saw three deer in the woods this morning. They weren’t hanging around so I wasn’t going to take any pictures. They were running. Fast. Really fast. I would guess they were moving full speed. About 180 miles per hour. I saw one of them jump over a downed tree. He probably grabbed about 3 feet of air, but in my head right now it’s already turned into 20 feet. That sucker could fly.
I love having deer back there. I can’t imagine what would drive anyone to shoot one of these animals for sport. They are just so… cool.
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