I have a troubled relationship with deer… there are the times i’m driving at 3am in the middle of nowhere, in the pitch black, and one will jump out in front of the car. At that moment, and there have been many, I have an extreme dislike for them. (Thankfully i’ve never hit one… despite their best efforts)
Then there are days like yesterday when I can set myself down on a large boulder in the cold, crazy rain in the middle of a glen and have them wander by. At those times they are awesome and it’s an experience that’s good for the soul.