The things we do for sex...
I have gone further, but I was driving
Did ya ever think what it would be like if we, nasty men, had a nose on us like a dog & could smell a bitch in heat hundreds of yards or a mile away ?
Chaos at scene for sure.
Run off by other superior males, everwhere he went.
Poor bastard demanded traffic ta miss him.
Apparently, a tracking collar is the deer equivalent of spandex and a bicycle helmet.