When I was eighteen I went fishing at a lake. On the way in I pretended to be an Indian sneaking up on some pretend deer. I had what in those days were called tennis shoes. (I didn't want to call then sneakers.:D ) The rocks I was sneaking on and around were huge, like ten feet in diameter down to about a couple feet diameter. These were on a "bed" of solid rock. Therefore I was able to move along literally silently.
I sneaked around a large rock only to come face to face with three deer lounging in the sun. I mean like five or six feet! I was startled as much as the deer. Two were facing in a direction so they did not need to turn to flee. One of the deer tried to take off and turn away at the same time so it ended up momentarily flailing on its side before it regained its composure enough to get its feet under it.
Thanks for reminding me of a fun memory.
