On Saturday (December 12), a White-Tailed doe and her yearling slowly came into my vision as they grazed into our South Field. I was downwind from them and mostly hidden. At the first click of my camera, the yearling dashed to the woods’ edge, stopped, turned around, and looked in my direction, apparently without seeing me.
The doe never moved her legs. But, she looked in my direction, turned her ears every which way, and sniffed heavily.
Then, as you see below, she stuck her tongue out as she inhaled deeply, apparently to use an additional set of sensory glands.
At least that’s what some reports say White-Tails do. Perhaps she was just expressing an opinion.(Brooklin, Maine)