I stopped driving to work to see these, and another doe and fawn yesterday right in front of my house. The doe was outside the fence and hopped in. I don’t know if a gate is open somewhere or whether she’s raising them in this yard or whether they can hop that fence already too….
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Sweet. They don’t seem nervous around people.
Our town is full of deer that live here and annoy the gardeners and cross at the crosswalks.
Cool!