oh deer!

i was out on my run the other day and as is semi-frequent in the forest preserve, there were two deer on the path. when this happens, i normally start clapping as soon as i see them so that i don't surprise them when i get close. they normally look at me and wonder who the crazy ass is and meander into the woods.

i start my clapping routine at about 50 yards and the doe gives me a glance and steps into the woods. big poppa deer looks at me and then bends his head down like he's going to continue munching on some crab grass (mmmm...crabgrass). i notice his large rack as he looks up at me...busted...story of my life. then he starts to paw the grass.

in the words of clarence carter, "oooooohhh shit!". i take a hard right and get some extra spring in my step. fortunately he didn't give chase, but the people in the shelter certainly got a good laugh out of the whole ordeal anyway.