NATURE NOTES
FROM
ROCKY MOUNTAIN NATIONAL PARK
EDMUND B. ROGERS, Superintendent |
DORR G. YEAGER, Editor |
Volume V |
JUNE 1932 |
Number VI |
Deer At Play
FRANCES B. YEAGER
It is no uncommon sight for those of us who live in
Estes Park to see great herds of deer grazing in our backyards from
early morning until late at night through out the entire winter. Indeed,
I doubt if many summer visitors leave the region without seeing at least
one of these denizens of the wild. However, it is a rare sight to
observe a herd in one of its lighter moods and one not soon forgotten by
the watcher.
Here at Utility Group there is a deep ditch with a
small stream of water in it running through the meadow south of the
residences. The grass on the banks of this ditch is particularly lush
and green, and even in winter the deer gather along the banks of this
ditch. Summer has not returned with such force that the animals have
felt impelled to retreat to the higher altitudes and in the evening they
still come down to the meadow. One evening a few days ago a group of us
gathered in the back yard when we were attracted by the movements of the
little herd of animals near the ditch.
As we watched them it became apparent that we were
observing a game of some sort. There were about twenty animals in the
group most of them last year's fawns. Suddenly one of them seemed siezed
by an uncontrollable impulse. She kicked up her heels, cavorted around
for a few seconds, then bumped uncermoniously into a neighbor. The
second followed the procedure of the first and it was not long until all
of them were running about kicking up their heels and bumping into each
other. This game of tag suddenly changed into "follow the leader" and
with graceful bounds this long line of deer crossed and recrossed the
ditch.
After a while a few of them tired and let their
playmates continue the game while they returned to grazing. One by one
they dropped out until the entire herd was quiet again. After a few
minutes one of the youngsters with more energy than the rest started
kicking up her heels and the game began all over. We watched the herd
for about twenty minutes and left it still frisking and leaping
about.
It was substantial proof to all of us who watched
that animals have their gayer moods even as you and I.

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