Two days ago I encountered a small group of Mule deer, male and female, on Antelope Island.
The first thing that caught my attention was a young buck poking his head out of the tall dry plants and intensely staring at something.
He had long antlers, and when he turned to look at me, his antlers stuck out as far as his nose.
His legs were short and his necked was muscular. I believe that the buck was young and about three years old.
The buck broke away from the group and was quite close, but soon he got bored of being away from everyone and went to catch up with his friends.
The main thing is for the deer to stay together to protect themselves from coyote attacks.
Generally, life is good.