While this has happened a couple of times before it is too weird for words.
See that doe - just left-center of the picture?
I was out on the tractor clearing a trail with a brush mower. We're talking a clattering diesel tractor and a clanking and screeching mower. Altogether enough noise to wake the dead.
OK. I'm exaggerating. But I have to wear ear protection.
Anyway, this doe and a spotted fawn materialize from almost nowhere and approach me.
Yes. They approach me. The fawn leading the way.
I'm thinking - where did you put the camera you moron?
The fawn approached to within about fifty feet before the mom called it back. It was only by then that I had managed to fumble-about for the camera in the tool box.
Deer that would otherwise be scairt half to death about the approach of a human show no fear when there is loud machinery involved.
What the heck is that about?
This morning I asked my neighbor what he thought.
Tom, I can remember picking corn this one time and every time I made a pass this doe got-up and laid back down - always six rows over.
Go figure.
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