But the other night they were standing in groups, herds, of probably 20 or 30, on both sides of the road, along the 43 mile drive. When our truck lights hit them, they seemed to turn in unison to look at us, the light reflecting from their eyes looking all red and evil. I told FabGrandpa it was like they had called a meeting to discuss taking over the world! It was sort of like that old Alfred Hitchcock movies, “The Birds”, except this was mule deer.
only they seemed to have a larger, shaggier body. And a smaller head. And shorter legs. And they looked really scarey in the dark.