Saw this fellow, a yearling button buck today and he reminded me of the one that walked across I-90 Sunday night, slowing me to about 40 and slowing the three lanes of traffic behind me. I always wonder if the people behind me saw why I was blinking my brakes at them or just figured they better stop too. I took the added precaution of tooting my horn at the deer and it finally ambled to the median. Today’s deer was so very curious about a stopped car that I thought it would wander over and stick its head through the open window. It didn’t. It finally turned and sprang off, flag flying, to the next field where another deer was waiting.
