Mule deer gores Colorado woman

Motorist saves woman as she was being stomped by the buck-

Florissant, Colorado area deer gores woman who tried to pet it. By Daniel Petty. The Denver Post





  1. Ken Cole Avatar

    Ohio boy, 7, hit by deer while playing football

    Maybe we can build some hysteria about how evil deer are just like the anti-wolf crowd builds fear about wolves. They have horns just like the devil!

  2. April Clauson Avatar
    April Clauson

    Sad that they put the deer down, it is mating season, he had hormones raging! should have re located it, sounds like the ladies last name says it all……Nutt!!!! sorry, no sympathy for her, should have never even tried that, now a beautiful Buck is dead.

  3. josh sutherland Avatar
    josh sutherland


    It is not mating season for mule deer. The rut for Mule Deer does not get going till about the first to second week in November.

  4. mikepost Avatar

    I agree with the article’s suggestion that someone had been feeding this buck. Habituation creates dangerous situations with almost any large wild critter. As for the poor woman, blame Disney et al for her ignorance, she is just a product of a misinformed urban population.

  5. JEFF E Avatar
    JEFF E

    Rope a Deer?
    By Unknown
    Mar 28, 2007 – 8:07:18 AM

    I had this idea that I was going to rope a deer, put it in a stall, feed it on corn for a couple of weeks, then kill it and eat it. The first step in this adventure was getting a deer. I figured that since they congregated at my cattle feeder and do not seem to have much fear of me when we are there (a bold one will sometimes come right up and sniff at the bags of feed while I am in the back of the truck not 4 feet away) that it should not be difficult to rope one, get up to it and toss a bag over its head (to calm it down) then hog tie it and transport it home.

    I filled the cattle feeder then hid down at the end with my rope. The cattle, which had seen the roping thing before, stayed well back. They were not having any of it. After about 20 minutes my deer showed up, 3 of them. I picked out a likely looking one, stepped out from the end of the feeder, and threw my rope. The deer just stood there and stared at me. I wrapped the rope around my waist and twisted the end, so I would have a good hold. The deer still just stood and stared at me, but you could tell it was mildly concerned about the whole rope situation. I took a step towards it. It took a step away. I put a little tension on the rope and received an education.

    The first thing that Ilearned is that while a deer may just stand there looking at you funny while you rope it, they are spurred to action when you start pulling on that rope. That deer EXPLODED.

    The second thing I learned is that pound for pound, a deer is a LOT stronger than a cow or a colt. A cow or a colt in that weight range I could fight down with a rope with some dignity. A deer, no chance….That thing ran and bucked and twisted and pulled. There was no controlling it and certainly no getting close to it. As it jerked me off my feet and started dragging me across the ground, it occurred to me that having a deer on a rope was not nearly as good an idea as I originally imagined. The only up side is that they do not have as much stamina as many animals. A brief 10 minutes later, it was tired and not nearly as quick to jerk me off my feet and drag me when I managed to get up. It took me a few minutes to realize this, since I was mostly blinded by the blood flowing out of the big gash in my head.

    At that point, I had lost my taste for corn-fed venison. I just wanted to get that devil creature off the end of that rope. I figured if I just let it go with the rope hanging around its neck, it would likely die slow and painfully somewhere. At the time, there was no love at all between me and that deer. At that moment, I hated the thing and I would venture a guess that the feeling was mutual. Despite the gash in my head and the several large knots where I had cleverly arrested the deer’s momentum by bracing my head against various large rocks as it dragged me across the ground, I could still think clearly enough to recognize that there was a small chance that I shared some tiny amount of responsibility for the situation we were in, so I didn’t want the deer to have to suffer a slow death. I managed to get it lined up to back in between my truck and the feeder, a little trap I had set beforehand. Kind of like a squeeze chute. I got it to back in there and started moving forward, so I could get my rope back.

    Did you know that deer bite? They do! I never in a million years would I have thought that a deer would bite somebody, so I was very surprised when I reached up there to grab that rope and the deer grabbed hold of my wrist. Now, when a deer bites you, it is not like being bit by a horse where they just bite you and then let go. A deer bites you and shakes its head, almost like a pit bull. They bite HARD and it hurts.

    The proper thing to do when a deer bites you is probably to freeze and draw back slowly. I tried screaming and shaking instead. My method was ineffective. It seems like the deer was biting and shaking for several minutes, but it was likely only several seconds. I, being smarter than a deer (though you may be questioning that claim by now) tricked it.

    While I kept it busy tearing the bejesus out of my right arm, I reached up with my left hand and pulled that rope loose.

    That was when I got my final lesson in deer behavior for the day. Deer will strike at you with their front feet. They rear right up on their back feet and strike right about head and shoulder level, and their hooves are surprisingly sharp. I learned a long time ago that when an animal like a horse strikes at you with their hooves, and you can’t get away easily, the best thing to do is try to make a loud noise and make an aggressive move towards the animal. This will usually cause them to back down a bit so you can escape. This was not a horse. This was a deer, so obviously such trickery did not work. In the course of a millisecond, I devised a different strategy. I screamed like woman and
    tried to turn and run. The reason I had always been told NOT to turn and run from a horse that paws at you is that there is a good chance that it will hit you in the back of the head. Deer may not be so different from horses after all. Besides being twice as strong and three times as evil, the second I turned to run, it hit me right in the back of the head and knocked me down.

    Now when a deer paws at you and knocks you down, it doesn’t immediately
    leave. I suspect it does not recognize that the danger has passed. What they do instead is paw your back and jump up and down on you while you are laying there crying like a little girl and covering your head.

    I finally managed to crawl under the truck and the deer went away.

    Now for the local legend. I was pretty beat up. My scalp was split open, I had several large goose eggs, my wrist was bleeding pretty badly and felt broken (it turned out to be just badly bruised) and my back was bleeding in a few places, though my insulated canvas jacket had protected me from most of the worst of it. I drove to the nearest place, which was the co-op. I got out of the truck, covered in blood and dust and looking like I’d just come from a brawl. The guy who ran the place saw me through the window and came running out yelling “what happened!”

    I have never seen any law in the state of Utah that would prohibit an individual from roping a deer. I suspect that this is an area that they have overlooked entirely. Knowing, as I do, the lengths to which law enforcement personnel will go to exercise their power, I was concerned that they may find a way to twist the existing laws to paint my actions as criminal. I swear, not wanting to admit that I had done something monumentally stupid played no part in my response. I told him, “I was attacked by a deer.” I did not mention that at the time I had a rope on it. The evidence of the attack was all over my body.

    Deer prints on the back of my jacket where it had stomped all over me and a large deer print on my face where it had struck me there. I asked him to call somebody to come get me. I didn’t think I could make it home on my own.

    He did.

    Later that afternoon, a game warden showed up at my house and wanted to know about the deer attack. Surprisingly, deer attacks are a rare thing and wildlife and parks was interested in the event. I tried to describe the attack as completely and accurately as I could. I was filling the grain hopper and this deer came out of nowhere and just started kicking me and BIT me. It was obviously rabid or insane or something. EVERYBODY for miles around knows about the deer attack (the guy at the co-op has a big mouth). For several weeks people dragged their kids in the house when they saw deer around and the local ranchers carried rifles when they filled their feeders. I have told several people the story, but NEVER anybody around here. I have to see these people everyday, and as an outsider, a “city folk,” I have enough trouble fitting in without them snickering behind my back and whispering “there’s he ignoramus” that tried to rope the deer.

  6. April Clauson Avatar
    April Clauson

    You do know that was a joke posted up a long long time ago. have no idea where the last part came from. But this is not a true story….but I bet some where, some time, someone tried something like it! Idiots!

  7. April Clauson Avatar
    April Clauson

    josh sutherland Says:
    October 14, 2009 at 9:32 AM


    It is not mating season for mule deer. The rut for Mule Deer does not get going till about the first to second week in November.
    Maybe in your mind, how do you know that maybe with climate change etc that the season may start earlier or later? it is up to the animal not humans to determine when their hormones rage….wild life habits are changing all over the world, due to climate change, food etc…the animals are adapting to survive.

  8. josh sutherland Avatar
    josh sutherland


    Take your tin foil hat off. Its not in my mind. Its the same time every year. The elk rut when? September… Cause the cows go into heat. The Mule Deer rut in is November, always has been always will be. Have you just maybe considered that she was stupid to get that close to a wild animal and the deer just responded like a wild animal would? Crazy theory huh!!!! 🙂

  9. JEFF E Avatar
    JEFF E

    I know it was a joke.
    Makes me laugh every time.
    Sorry if my lame attempt at humor did not go over.
    Don’t let Elky (Josh) get to you, it what he enjoys.

  10. April Clauson Avatar
    April Clauson

    Sorry Jeff, did not mean to ruin it for ya! Guess when wild life is killed because of human stupidity my humor goes out the door. I do not worry about Josh or Wyo native, they are both laughable in my book. think they know so much……

  11. Ryan Avatar


    Actually mating season is generally focused around the moon cycles and esterus. If the weather is unusually hot they activity goes on at night. For mule deer it is usually Mid November-December coninciding with migration. The deer could have been in Pre Rut, but highly unlikely it was in full on rut. There are only about a 1000 articles on the deer rut out there.

  12. josh sutherland Avatar
    josh sutherland

    Jeff E,

    Someones gotta stand up for common sense!!! 🙂

  13. mikepost Avatar

    Jeff, believe it or not there are well documented cases of California vaqueros roping deer, elk and bears in California. Elk were being roped as late as the early 1900’s and I even have some photographs of that action. Now that roping activity seemed to almost garuntee the advent of capture myopathy if the animal was not released or killed immediately so as a capture and transfer system it was abondoned.

  14. izabelam Avatar

    So the buck got about the woman? can we punish her..after all she started it….grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr
    back to work…

  15. Save bears Avatar
    Save bears

    She should at least receive a citation for feeding or harassing wildlife..


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