By a deer.

I'm out on a training ride and there are lots of deer around. They are not very shy and often don't run when I'm within 20 feet of them.

This time, a deer is about 10 feet off the road. Sees me coming from a long way out and just watches as I approach at about 18 mph. Deer continues to look at me until I'm right next to it and then starts to gallop.

For the next 5 seconds the deer is about 10 feet off my right shoulder, more than close enough that I am worried she'll bolt right out in front of me, matching my pace exactly.

Now she takes a look, right into my eyes, and then absolutely guns it straight ahead, tail white and snow flying.

It was so funny I had to laugh out loud. Stinking Lance deer thinks I'm Jan.