I haven’t seen much of the deer this winter, and the herd seems much reduced in size compared to past winters when there were as many as 19 deer patrolling the backyard.
Today, it was just a small family group: a doe, her twins produced this past summer, and a medium-sized buck. Despite sub-zero (F) temperatures, one of the young ones was in a playful mood, butting the doe and jostling his twin.
Boisterous boy (if that is in fact the nub of an antler below his ear) looks like he might have an eye infection, or a cold, or something — runny nose, drippy eyes.
His twin desperately needs a “comb-out” for matted fur.
Big daddy ignored the whole frolic in the snow bit, and sedately walked across the back of the yard,
pausing to stare at me while I took photos (through the windows open to the sub-zero air!).
It looks like Mr. Buck needs a comb-out as well, with burdock seed heads stuck to his forehead.