The boys really liked the tame deer on Miyajima Island. The place was full of tame deer pestering for food and treats. One of them tried a wee bite of Nate's shirt. I liked the deer too, even if they looked a bit scraggly and mangy out there in the misty rain. One shopkeeper chased a deer away from her baked goods, quietly scolding him. I believe it is a Shinto belief, that deer are messengers from the spirit world. They just don't have deer meat here, instead they have tame deer who are looking for things to eat.