Me and my brother were standing on a logging road one year during the rut, and we were BS'ing. I turned around and a small buck was standing in the creek 20 feet from us and he was sniffing. He kept looking at us as we were talking, but never paid any real mind to us. Then he slowly walked away. Was the darndest thing. I had an eight point charge in on me while walking once, and I thought he was going to mount me. He wouldn't leave me alone.