a deer has four legs. I believe Bambi was one. So was his mother, well, for the first couple of minutes of the film. Sorry if I spoiled that story-line for you.
They look like bald Reindeer. I guess they cant be as vicious as Reindeer since they havent got home-grown weapons.
its in my family crst. i think of the word stag. they are very fast creatures huh. bambi was a great film. i was watching life on teh discovery channel. monkeys help deers from being attacked by lions.
its a four legged beautiful animal that gallops in the greens and reminds men of the eyes of their lovelies…its supposed to carry a scent, musk, on itself, which we humans try to imitate in various perfumes. a deer has a pretty set of horns..
олень мчащийся по просеке леса, нагибается и пьет воду из прохладного ручейка горного. встревоженный озирается на шорохи в лесу, шевелит ушками забавно, смотрит на олениху с маленьким олененком, улыбается и кричит олвейз кокакола:)
stag and hounds running through the glistening morning dew. The forest smelled like fresh grass and moved in the gentle breeze. The deer huddled close to avoid the chill of the morning air.
rudolph the red nosed reindeer. Doe, a deer, a female deer. Should I be writing about deer songs? Maybe not. Or maybe about Santa… but that’s so cliche. What’t the difference between a deer and that other one?
I can’t stand it when people put plastic deer in their front yard. Why? I don’t get it. Invest in a lawn gnome. No one ever freaked out when driving 50 miles per hour past a garden gnome. But when you see one of those damn fake deer in your headlights, your bowels seize and you figure it’s about to get ugly.
what the fuck is a deer? i can’t write shit about deers causei dont know anyhing about them, i know rudolph the red nosed rerindeer, moose, cows, boo, moo, flow,row row row your boat gently down the stream, deer, dear deer you, dear me, why cant everyone see
a deer was running across the fields of the newcastle country side. jamie walked along the river wondering i her sisiter or her for that matter woul dget nmarried. she was a thin elegant girl and had an a strong but beatufull face. she wore a elmreld green dress that showed off her crimsen hair. she liked the dress but dances and egelgent things were not her style.
This is some sort of animal that lives in forests in Europe. The male ones have antlers, I think. They eat mainly plants and are pretty friendly. Some bad people hunt them for fun. I don’t like these people. This is all I have to say on the subject of “deer”.
deer.. i seriously don’t know what this word means. I think im fairly smart, but i don’t know what it means. I know that a deer is an animal like bambi, but i think there are other definitions.. it makes me think of.. in terms of “endearment”. is that word? I think i heard it in a movie before, or at the office, while I’mt trying to listen to other peoples conversation but not really acting like i care.
Bambi’s are gorgeous, wonderful, and inspire the deepest fear in all late night drivers. There is no way to know when one is going to appear in the peripheral vision of you or your passengers, but if they appear too late, the consequences could be deadly.
She raised her head to locate the sound of the click. It smelled like danger! Yes there he was, pointing a long stick at her. Her babies needed her protectection. She kept them behind her to shield them with her body. A loud burst and a a red flash came from the stick
“Ah, my babies” she cried as she sank to the ground.
The twin deer stood silent and still as a statue, just as they were taught. Their mother lay there before them — not moving. What should they do? Run? Stand still? It was a hard thing to decide. Finally, they durned tail to the beings that made fire with the stick. As they turned, a loud booming sound came from behind them but they did not hear it. They sank gently to the ground beside their mother.
Long limbed bambi resting in a sweat meadow. O sweet deer that I now, rest now and sleep in peace for the fellow summer is coming and then soon on to winter’s rest.
afraid of it but i like the way it moves and survives in the mountains. It reminds me of hunters and heads that are hunging in walls. Maybe some beer and a fight. A deer also reminds me of a table or a furniture.
Deer in the street. Don’t they know they can’t cross the road? Wild lights streaking toward them. I’d run away. So very far away. Get away from the road! My car will hit you. I don’t mean any harm, but it’s really your fault. Sorry.
i was driving down the rad saw a deer jump out in front of me i yelled, “Oh shit.” I came to in the middle of the road with flashing lights all around when all of sudden there was a women hovering over me holding my face and stroking my hair.
it annoyed me that the font was half. but i guess one world would be great. since the globalization has made the world so aware of other peoples poverty. poop
Deer are beautiful creatures that we all respect and love! Deer are graceful little runners but sadly are often the prey of hunters. Deer have little defense against humans and often get shot, run over by cars and more.
We made the sharp turn into the driveway only to come to an abrupt stop – a herd of moronic deer stood frozen in front of the garage door, staring blankly at the headlights as if they could frighten the car off. To our surprise, one of them charged at our SUV. Fail.
When I think about deer I think about hunting season in Minnesota. It was a short couple weeks, but I always dreaded coming home to find a dead deer hanging in the garage. Thankfully my brother & dad didn’t have the patience to wait it out & actually get a kill. My uncle had better luck. I just hated the idea of death being in my home. I’m not a peta person either.
She wore a hat with deer antlers attached at the top. I chuckled. She looked so satisfied with herself. Was that a beer in her hand? Her flannel shirt was quite flattering, but her smile was a thin line. What was she thinking this morning?
once upon a time i thought i could run like a deer. the thought is exhilarating to me now. for deer being so lithe and swift and full of now. like a bird. Deer have the grace of heaven. Is it that grace and fear are so connected. If you or I am graceful we stay not for possible damage done by one who would eat us, even alive.
the thought I had of running was a vast fantasy. I chose the deer for it’s beauty and speed. What does the deer want in life? to eat to love to breed to sleep to enjoy now. if there is beauty on the outside it must be so. does the deer have a soul?
I saw a deer on the road and the sign said that there should have been other animals as well but all I saw was this one deer and the more I looked there more I liked it. It was majestic and I treasure the sight. It was a spring day – it was today.
a deer has four legs. I believe Bambi was one. So was his mother, well, for the first couple of minutes of the film. Sorry if I spoiled that story-line for you.
They look like bald Reindeer. I guess they cant be as vicious as Reindeer since they havent got home-grown weapons.
dear deer,
Some people don’t like the fact that I cut off your head, fill it with sand, and put it on my wall. I however, cannot stop it.
I am sorry.
Frolicsome, whimsical, with and without reins and the ability to fly – and red noses. Wonderful deer. And tasty with cranberry sauce.
The deer come into my yard at night to bed down. It makes me feel good that they like my property and feel safe here.
its in my family crst. i think of the word stag. they are very fast creatures huh. bambi was a great film. i was watching life on teh discovery channel. monkeys help deers from being attacked by lions.
its a four legged beautiful animal that gallops in the greens and reminds men of the eyes of their lovelies…its supposed to carry a scent, musk, on itself, which we humans try to imitate in various perfumes. a deer has a pretty set of horns..
олень мчащийся по просеке леса, нагибается и пьет воду из прохладного ручейка горного. встревоженный озирается на шорохи в лесу, шевелит ушками забавно, смотрит на олениху с маленьким олененком, улыбается и кричит олвейз кокакола:)
stag and hounds running through the glistening morning dew. The forest smelled like fresh grass and moved in the gentle breeze. The deer huddled close to avoid the chill of the morning air.
rudolph the red nosed reindeer. Doe, a deer, a female deer. Should I be writing about deer songs? Maybe not. Or maybe about Santa… but that’s so cliche. What’t the difference between a deer and that other one?
an animal with antlers. especially celebrated are the rein type. particularly in winter. bambi is a famous deer, shame about his mum :(
I can’t stand it when people put plastic deer in their front yard. Why? I don’t get it. Invest in a lawn gnome. No one ever freaked out when driving 50 miles per hour past a garden gnome. But when you see one of those damn fake deer in your headlights, your bowels seize and you figure it’s about to get ugly.
what the fuck is a deer? i can’t write shit about deers causei dont know anyhing about them, i know rudolph the red nosed rerindeer, moose, cows, boo, moo, flow,row row row your boat gently down the stream, deer, dear deer you, dear me, why cant everyone see
Stalking through the wildness, peace and power.
a deer was running across the fields of the newcastle country side. jamie walked along the river wondering i her sisiter or her for that matter woul dget nmarried. she was a thin elegant girl and had an a strong but beatufull face. she wore a elmreld green dress that showed off her crimsen hair. she liked the dress but dances and egelgent things were not her style.
This is some sort of animal that lives in forests in Europe. The male ones have antlers, I think. They eat mainly plants and are pretty friendly. Some bad people hunt them for fun. I don’t like these people. This is all I have to say on the subject of “deer”.
deer.. i seriously don’t know what this word means. I think im fairly smart, but i don’t know what it means. I know that a deer is an animal like bambi, but i think there are other definitions.. it makes me think of.. in terms of “endearment”. is that word? I think i heard it in a movie before, or at the office, while I’mt trying to listen to other peoples conversation but not really acting like i care.
Bambi’s are gorgeous, wonderful, and inspire the deepest fear in all late night drivers. There is no way to know when one is going to appear in the peripheral vision of you or your passengers, but if they appear too late, the consequences could be deadly.
She raised her head to locate the sound of the click. It smelled like danger! Yes there he was, pointing a long stick at her. Her babies needed her protectection. She kept them behind her to shield them with her body. A loud burst and a a red flash came from the stick
“Ah, my babies” she cried as she sank to the ground.
The twin deer stood silent and still as a statue, just as they were taught. Their mother lay there before them — not moving. What should they do? Run? Stand still? It was a hard thing to decide. Finally, they durned tail to the beings that made fire with the stick. As they turned, a loud booming sound came from behind them but they did not hear it. They sank gently to the ground beside their mother.
deer
Long limbed bambi resting in a sweat meadow. O sweet deer that I now, rest now and sleep in peace for the fellow summer is coming and then soon on to winter’s rest.
afraid of it but i like the way it moves and survives in the mountains. It reminds me of hunters and heads that are hunging in walls. Maybe some beer and a fight. A deer also reminds me of a table or a furniture.
Deer in the street. Don’t they know they can’t cross the road? Wild lights streaking toward them. I’d run away. So very far away. Get away from the road! My car will hit you. I don’t mean any harm, but it’s really your fault. Sorry.
like a deer in the headlights, mary was caught with her hand in the cookie jar
i was driving down the rad saw a deer jump out in front of me i yelled, “Oh shit.” I came to in the middle of the road with flashing lights all around when all of sudden there was a women hovering over me holding my face and stroking my hair.
amilamo hunt eat meat
Bambi is a deer. The very first i met. I remember his mother dying. I cried. I dont think i leek deer very much…
it annoyed me that the font was half. but i guess one world would be great. since the globalization has made the world so aware of other peoples poverty. poop
An animal that you hunt. An animal that signs on the side of the road tell you to watch out for. Has antlers
Deer are beautiful creatures that we all respect and love! Deer are graceful little runners but sadly are often the prey of hunters. Deer have little defense against humans and often get shot, run over by cars and more.
We made the sharp turn into the driveway only to come to an abrupt stop – a herd of moronic deer stood frozen in front of the garage door, staring blankly at the headlights as if they could frighten the car off. To our surprise, one of them charged at our SUV. Fail.
When I think about deer I think about hunting season in Minnesota. It was a short couple weeks, but I always dreaded coming home to find a dead deer hanging in the garage. Thankfully my brother & dad didn’t have the patience to wait it out & actually get a kill. My uncle had better luck. I just hated the idea of death being in my home. I’m not a peta person either.
in the headlights. trapped by sudden realization of terror & mortality. totally unable to move.
so when i was young my father took me hunting in public land , i sat all fucking day hoping to just kill , but like everything i failed this sucks
doe female quiet sweet fast elegant mother hunter nature animal wild brown legs slender eyes herbivore forest
syphilis
She wore a hat with deer antlers attached at the top. I chuckled. She looked so satisfied with herself. Was that a beer in her hand? Her flannel shirt was quite flattering, but her smile was a thin line. What was she thinking this morning?
once upon a time i thought i could run like a deer. the thought is exhilarating to me now. for deer being so lithe and swift and full of now. like a bird. Deer have the grace of heaven. Is it that grace and fear are so connected. If you or I am graceful we stay not for possible damage done by one who would eat us, even alive.
the thought I had of running was a vast fantasy. I chose the deer for it’s beauty and speed. What does the deer want in life? to eat to love to breed to sleep to enjoy now. if there is beauty on the outside it must be so. does the deer have a soul?
I saw a deer on the road and the sign said that there should have been other animals as well but all I saw was this one deer and the more I looked there more I liked it. It was majestic and I treasure the sight. It was a spring day – it was today.
I sat, calmly surveying the area. Suddenly, the deer appeared as if out of the mist. So regal, and master of his environment.
The white cloud follows,
A burnt shade,
Through the forest.
Not out of fear,
but curiosity.
If only it knows,
what will follow.