Snoopy wild neighbours

Almost every day I meet three deers. Sometimes there are on the meadow with my horses, sometimes they jump over the street when we are on our way to the woods. Sometimes they spy at me while I clean the paddock and I suspect them to eat hay during the day when the guys are on the meadow. Friendly creatures, not really beautiful with these fragile legs when passing a street, but great when they jump through the woods. And they make awful noises, like barking. It took me years to understand that these fragile creatures are making such sounds. We knew each other for some time and they are not really scared from us.
This morning I was asking myself who watches whom?

I can see you