I recently saw a clip of two deers attacking each other on TV. I've always thought of deer as sweet, docile animals. You know, like Bambi. I never took the time to think about how they would defend themselves when threatened. I mean, they don't have big fangs to bite with, or a long tail to thrash with, or claws to shred with. Some of them have antlers, but that's beside the point.
When I saw a deer actually fighting, I laughed so hard I nearly peed myself.
When a deer is fighting, it stands up on it's hind legs and thrashes its front hooves up and down really quickly. Kind of like how you''d picture a really wimpy person flailing their arms in front of them to defend themselves, except without hooves.
Then Mr. T told me about an episode of "When Animals Attack" that he'd seen years and years ago, about some IDIOT! who sprayed himself with female deer pee and then proceeded to get shredded by a male deer because he was pissed off when he realized that this hunter was not a female in heat. I don't blame the deer, frankly. It's kinda like thinking you're about to get laid and then getting blue-balled instead.
And while I searched for the When Animals Attack video, I came across this one, of a 6-legged deer, and it broke my heart. Seriously, I've deeply saddened right now.