Last week I was walking with my dog in the fields behind my house.
I turned a corner and I saw something.
It initially looked like a spindly boar with a small head and long legs.
It took my a moment to realise that it was a Muntjac deer.
I'd been told they could be seen occasionally, but after a year of looking, I'd given up.
I grabbed the dog and edged forward...
Nothing. The deer had seen me as well and fled.
A couple of days later I went down to a place near Stroud in the Cotswolds.
While again walking the dog, my path was crossed by two much larger Fallow deer.
They ran past me and although I only saw them for scant seconds, they left me breathless.
Both moments will stay with me.
I wish I could witness more.