This little one was following its Mom and sibling across the road.   There are so many deer in that area that I always go slow and keep an eye out.  I barely saw the movement in the field next to the road and then waited for them to come out and cross.   People barrel down on you even when you are stopped in the road.  To me, when I see someone stopped in the road I take that as an instant signal that I need to slow it down.