Towards the end, of course I mangled a fawn. Then the vultures start to circle the little carcass. Then the real show began. The doe comes out of the woods and stands it's ground over the mangled fawn. She ran after the vultures and they would fly away. The damn thing actually tried to box them with her front legs!! They would come back and each would try to get at the fawn carcass. This went on for about an hour. As I left, she was still trying to chase them away.
Shitty feeling. I can't stand deer, but I do have feelings.
The doe that HATES me
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