This wasn’t in Custer State Park, but a few miles away from the border near our campground. They were standing only a few hundred feet from the road. The fawns, of course, were not concerned, but the mother was QUITE concerned. She kept tucking them behind her and trying to get them to go back into the trees, but they were more preoccupied with eating. So precious. 🙂
Just up the road from the so-called “meth house” (please read my post about it before assuming anything!), there is a much darker house. I drive by it occasionally en route from Fort Collins to Greeley and vice versa. It is nestled back in a thicket of trees and is shadowy and foreboding. The word “sinister” continues to pop into my mind, probably because I just watched Pet Semetary the other night and this house now reminds me of it a little bit. (Note to all of you- if you have never seen that movie, don’t watch it at 1 a.m. by yourself.) Anyway, I was sitting in my car looking at it, when all of a sudden- deer! Wary of me, they ventured to the back of the house. Meanwhile I, wary of the Stephen King death trap house, wandered to the back, keeping at least thirty yards distance between myself and the house.
Back view of the Stephen King death trap house.
Anyway, I started having so much fun taking photos of the deer. I think there was five; four does and a buck who all watched me cautiously. It was nice having them there though, because I’d like to think that deer don’t normally hang out around haunted houses.
Yeah. You don’t have to tell me that twice. Eventually I got a bit paranoid enough to leave, so I bid farewell to my deer friends and departed.
Oh! There’s a “For Sale” sign out front. Anyone interested? 😛