These ain't good piccies. It wuz foggy, they wuz out there in the field. An I ain't braggin bout all the deer neighbors I got, but there is a bunch o' them. They usually mosey by (not past or passed) my place all strung out, not in a good Herd.
See 'em? They are real dark brown this time o' year, even with good lite.
They go 'round my place in the day an head back to the river bottom in the evening
I always bark 'em real good, this time I wuz inside so's they wudn't take off so fast.