Oblivious

Walking Elvis, as we approached the end of a woodland path, a young stag strolled across the path and headed off ahead of us. He seemed to be unaware of our presence. By the time I had grabbed my camera, switched it on, told Elvis to heel (which he was already doing, in spite of his understandable urge to chase after a strange creature), then take the picture, this is what I got. Not the greatest, but if he is this unworried, what will happen when the cameras become guns later in the year.