Seeing ‘real’ deers are one of the joys of living in Sweden.
I’ll never get used to seeing deers- making themselves at home in people’s backyards here.
I didn’t grow up with deers. I grew up with kangaroos. (Though not really. You don’t really see them in the suburbs near the beach in Melbourne – though it is relatively easy to see them in the outer suburbs… where there’s open countryside.)
We visited a friend last weekend and I did this watercolor of the deer who was relaxing amongst the woodpile in the backyard.
Her neighbours can’t stand them and have built a fence to keep them out. You should be so lucky.