The buck stands in the middle of the road as I start the engine of my car. He doesn't flinch. Why is he not at least a little bit afraid of me?. Will his huge antlers protect him from human aggressions? Finally, he slowly moves into my neighbors front yard and starts grazing.

It's late morning, shouldn't he be hiding in the park? Maybe he is taking advantage of he despair we are all feeling about war, money, health care.

He is checking out the neighborhood, wondering if we will soon vacate the premises.