I THOUGHT THEY WERE JUST CURIOUS DEER—UNTIL I SAW WHAT THE LITTLE ONE WAS CARRYING
They weren’t afraid. That was the first thing I noticed. Two deer stepped from the woods as I was tossing hay. They didn’t bolt—just stood there, watching me. The larger one stayed back, cautious. But the smaller one stared right into me. Like it knew something. I laughed nervously and snapped a photo. “Got some…