Young Bucks

Two young bucks surprised me on a short walk I took tonight. I kept hearing rustlings as I walked a dark path; finally, a deer hopped out not more than fifteen feet in front of me.

While I find it rare to cross bucks when I'm walking (usually I see doe), when I do see boys, they usually give me a glare that says, "you know I could kill you, right?" This one in particular let me get very close to him, but at the same time, gave me a look that I took to be rather threatening.

Whereas, this doe was much more cautious and even hissed at me before running away.

I should add, it is the second time this summer I've been hissed at by a deer. I didn't even know they did that (perhaps they spend too much time around our Coco cat).