Ours don't even bother to hang out in the parks any more. When we stopped at a stop sign the other night on our way home from dinner out, a doe was waiting at the intersection and ambled across - more or less in the crosswalk - just as though she'd been waiting to cross.
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Ours don't even bother to hang out in the parks any more. When we stopped at a stop sign the other night on our way home from dinner out, a doe was waiting at the intersection and ambled across - more or less in the crosswalk - just as though she'd been waiting to cross.
They like tulips and hostas, too.