Just for fun I googled white deer like animal and this is what came up plus some pixs of them. They are beautiful!


Here is what they had to say about them:

There is a place in Wisconsin's North Woods, in rural Vilas County, outside Boulder Junction, where the white deer roam.

They are as white as a covering of fresh snow, white like mystical and magical ghosts.

They run wild and free, show up at feeders and amble down roads. They are protected and cannot be hunted in Wisconsin.

They remain part of a timeless landscape.

"A cluster of white deer has been up there since the 1950s, maybe before," says Keith McCaffery, a retired deer biologist from Rhinelander.

"We've got 1.8 million deer or thereabouts (in Wisconsin), and we've had these scattered reports of white deer," McCaffery says. "I don't know how many there are in this Boulder Junction area. They're pretty darn scarce."

Linda Winn, a wildlife biologist in Vilas County for the Department of Natural Resources, says she believes there are several different populations of white deer in the area.

"It seems like there are more around," she says. "We don't keep an estimate of them like that. We don't do anything special with them."

Some people believe the animals are albino deer, while others say they are white deer. The animals' eyes are not pink - they are pale blue. "Albino means a true, total absence of pigmentation, so their eyes would be pink," says Brian Kirkpatrick, a professor specializing in genetics at the University of Wisconsin-Madison College of Agricultural and Life Sciences.

In Boulder Junction, citizens take pride in the deer.

"People are really, really interested in the deer, keep close tabs on them," says photographer Jeff Richter, who with author John Bates recently published a book, "White Deer: Ghosts of the Forest." "These white deer really get a hook into people."

Jeffrey Phelps, a Journal Sentinel photographer, recently traveled to Vilas County to find and photograph the deer. He was drawn there by a story he heard from a hunter. Many years ago, the hunter took his son into the woods and saw a glorious white deer, a 10-point buck. The hunter told the child, "Take a close look at that. You may never see another one like that the rest of your life."

To get an idea of where the deer might be, Phelps talked with wildlife specialists, tavern owners and shopkeepers, stopped people walking along back roads, headed out before dawn and at dusk, traveled slowly and cautiously.

Over five days he had 10 sightings. Some of the photos he snapped were blurred - he was shaking with emotion. Other photos, though, capture the poetry, beauty and majesty of the animals.

"You see one in the dark forest and then it vanishes," Phelps says. "It's like a white flash."


Though there is a sceintific explanation I am not belittling the fact that these instances meant a tremendeous deal to you and made you feel closer to them...the departed ones.


Every time I see a der on the road I think of my parents. Saw two twice last night about three hrs apart. Being a couple also made me think even more of them. that was something very special to them....and me....and always will bring them up into my heart and mind. I personally think He has that there to help us accept their death is not the end of ever being with them again. And that we need that connection with them in our hearts to make us be the best people we can be.


My take only. You know what they say about opipions though don't you? LOL!

Love you Donna! Another interesting subject!
Love Rhea

So sorry I sure did not spellck that comment. Hope you all can make out what I was trying to say.

I visited Rascal's grave and said a prayer........Through my tears I glanced towards the sky.........There was a beautiful white trail of smoke from a jet that had passed over my house......I took that as a sign....You never know........My little Rascal is now an angel..........Love you both Barbara..

Oh Barbara, that is beautiful and just what I mean. I think it is their spirit reaching out to us and surrounding us with love.

And Rhea, you are absolutely right and thank you for the information.

Love, Donna

Along the same line....the morning of my mother funeral we drove down to my daughters house the hr drive thru the country roads as usual and not so usual we saw a couple of deer in the road ahead....I had a camera and took a picture of it.
Several coinedenies there. I never have a camera in the car....we did have because we were headed to the funeral right after.
Usually we always drive the roads we might see deer 5 or 6 times a yr. funny that morning that we saw them.
Deer watching was their favorite pastime besides fishing. I ike fishing being outdoors but the deer watching welll Bambi was my favorite movie until I figured out it always ended badly...sad.
So deer watching and low bridges hunting on dirt roads is my thing...my connection...to them and our love for each other and the beauties of nature.

We can all take solace in that He cares very deeply for us and wants all sadness to end. In His time He will.

I have a feeling that skies and clouds will be and jets going past will be a memory that will bring Rascal to mind many times....first to comfort in your sadness and later to remember him with happiness for who he was Barbara.

He would want you to remember him with happy thoughts.That time will come.

Love you both...Donna and Barb!

Love Rhea