Where Do All The Deer Go?

The great annual West Virginia holiday period also known as "deer season" opens next Monday. I haven't hunted in several years as I figured I have no need to prove my manhood by killing and I have plenty of good beef and pork in the freezer. However, since Doc says my cholesterol is too high and venison is noteably quite lower in cholesterol than beef, I have re-thought my decision to hunt only through the lense of my Canon. Afterall, it's not like I don't support these animals by giving them a great vegetable garden to eat out of as well as other treats I bring home from work.
Zayley and I spent most of the afternoon in the woods with my GPS unit attempting to do some mapping. We ran across several deer including a couple bucks. Upon returning to the house, I told Donna of the many deer we had seen. She proceeded to point out to me a buck that was grazing less than thirty yards from our house on our front lawn. I am sure that there will not be a trace of any of these deer if in fact I do go out with the rifle, just as the biggest and best fish always seem to quit biting as soon as I cast my line.