Then the freakiest thing happened. I stepped out onto the front porch to breathe the morning air. As I scanned the neighborhood, I saw a REAL deer in the yard between the two houses just up from mine. In the 21 years we've lived here, I've seen one other live deer in the neighborhood. (Typically, though, we've had more dogs in the neighborhood than we have now.) Now, if I had seen the real deer first, you might say that would account for me imagining the hanging bark looked deer like. But, since I saw the "imagined" deer first, what do you make of that?