“Just leave her,” the cop says. “I’ll put her down.” He goes to unholster his sidearm. “Just step away from her,” he repeats, “and I’ll…” At this point, the deer leaps to its feet, runs about 15 feet and stands there, looking back at the two. “Are you okay?” the cop asks the deer. What’s kind of endearing is that he speaks in the same tone he’d use to ask somebody who’d just taken a tumble on an icy street. “Or…?” He takes a step toward the deer. At which point it runs away. “There she goes,” the cop says. The men laugh and part.