I pet a deer this week. Yes, a wild animal. I scratched them between the ears like they were a dog.
I just know admitting this is going to enrage people. The hunters might think they're dinner, not a pet. The environmentalists will scold me for interacting with a wild animal because it's dangerous for both me and the animal.
Let me attempt to defend myself. I did not feed the deer. I was sitting in a camp chair next to a rushing creek, in dappled morning sunshine. The deer approached and nibbled on some leaves. The deer started to hang out, as some ducks and geese will. A duck will stand on one foot and close their eyes near you, if you sit still long enough. They decide you make a decent lookout for danger.
