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Country diary: The muntjac deer decides I am not a threat

Sandy, Bedfordshire: I’ve had more sightings here in the last four months than in the previous 25 years, and this is the most brazen yet

So loudly unobtrusive, their lives confined from dawn to dusk to a copse that I could walk through in three minutes, the closest deer were always the least visible. How many of the passersby who sidestepped the mocha-coloured pellets on the adjoining path linked those scatterings to the hoarse barks coming from the bushes? I once found the elderly man who took his daily lockdown walk here, leaning in towards the shouting thicket. He turned to me and asked: “What is it?”

In an abandoned meadow where I can still picture the ghosts of sheep and cattle past, a male muntjac has his head down, feeding a good hour beyond sunrise. I have had more muntjac sightings around here in the last four months than in the previous 25 years, and this is the most brazen yet. Have all the deer lost their fear, or am I seeing the same animal again and again?

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