A young doe appeared across camp. She was casually making her way across the meadow, stopping to munch on select morsels as she moved. She even stood on her hind legs to retrieve some super tempting morsel from a tree. She moved toward us (we were out at the picnic table trying to be invisible). First to our left through the empty site next to us, on around behind the motorhome, out again to our right, she moved full circle around us. We were just an inconvenience that she had to walk around as she dined.

Doe 2 skirted the campground and made her way closer to our site and the territory that doe 1 had so recently asserted claim to. Baa. Baa. A very soft call floated across the air as Doe 2 approached. If it was a request for permission to approach, no way that was going to happen. In an instant, both doe rose up on hind legs and kicked at each other. Doe 2 was sent on her way. Must be really good eatings on this little patch of ground.