On the edge of a forest thicket in the alsatian Vosges.
The deer seemed to be pretty “sneaky”.?
One doesn’t care and turns the rear end towards me.
Three look at me even though I’m a little far away.
Three look at my mountain bike that stands at the same distance as I did.
In fairness it must be said that they didn’t steal it.
With “Kammie’s Oddball” as the inspiring kick.