My Sister is the family Deer Spotter. We live in the suburbs but she still manages to spot deer. She goes to get gas, she spots deer. She drives to the nursing home to visit Sweet Mama.....she catches 3 deer crossing the road. She tells me where to look but I never see them. My daughter even saw one running along the sidewalk a block or so away from our house. But me, I am never lucky is spotting the stealth like suburban deer.
I've been looking for a stag horn lately....not outside, but in flea markets. I spotted 2 in Florida, but didn't want to even attempt fate by trying to bring them back to Ontario. Having no luck, I asked Big Sister to find me one on her walks. She walks daily in a big Provincial Park near her house. She's walked there for 16 years and never seen one. Last week she spotted one in a field.
It's has 4 points so likely comes from a youngish deer. Since removing plants or any material from a Provincial Park is forbidden, she had to be stealth like in leaving the Park with it. So she stuck it under her sweater. According to my sister, this was most uncomfortable. In her words "not a recommended thing to try, unless you want a free piercing !" She then gave it a soapy bleach bath, boxed it up and dropped by for coffee with it.
It was such an unexpected surprise and welcome gift. Now I've requested she combs the 1600 remaining acres and finds me it's mate. Both Foster Dog and Girl Child have been eyeing it. Girl Child is looking for accessories for her new pad, and Foster Dog views it as a 4 point bone. I am not parting with it.