The neighborhood deer are accompanied by little spotted fawns in summer. We try to harden our hearts to them — they are, after all, landscape eating machines. But they’re cute and this trio has ranged around our yard a lot. So one day when Mom and only one fawn grazed across our land we mourned the missing fawn, sadder than we’d expected. Several days later, the trio reappeared. Multiple family units, apparently.
Then this young buck showed up, confident and a little cocky. The two Pomeranian dogs next door were apoplectic. He was unfazed.
He came back later with a younger buddy.
Lots of deer also graze at the Dungeness Recreation Area. This time of year the grass is high enough that sometimes ears are the biggest clue they’re there.