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I got to touch a yearling one year too. When I grabbed his leg we scared the #$%$ out of each other.

Earlier that morning, shotgun week, I accidently dumped doe urine on my leg. I thought, no big deal, I'll just wash it out when I get back to the house. I was laying in a fence row on my stomach as I watched this young deer walk out. I decided to try and call him right to me. To my surprise, it worked. I had no intention to shoot the little guy whatsoever, so I had my shotgun a couple feet from my side. I never made eye contact with him, kind of looking to the ground, just trying to keep him barely in my view. He came right up too me, sniffed my hat and I grabbed his leg. Well, I didn't really get to "grab" his leg, more like just got a hand on it. I think we were both scared %%%%less. Funny to have one so close. I guess I'm lucky he didn't jump me. LOL.