content: You might expect that. And it may be sometimes true. But not always. When I lived in a rural forested area, The deer would all flock to me, does included, when I refilled the salt licks. And one doe tracked me back to my place, stalked me until she had learned my routine, then would show up every morning when I left for work to try and mooch from me. She would usually be standing at my doorway when I came out in the mornings and would not let me pass until I had scratched her ears and fed her some leaves. She was not timid. Also, try stepping between a doe and her young. 'Timid' would not be a word you'd use later when describing how you got your injuries. :) Not even Tyson could out box an angry doe.