“Yes.”
“Just you and me?”
“No,” said his mother, “we deer own it ...”
“What’s a deer?” asked Bambi with a laugh.
His mother looked at him and laughed too. “You’re a deer, and I’m a deer. That’s what deer are. Do you understand now?”
Bambi jumped into the air with laughter. “Yes, I understand. I’m a little deer and you’re a big deer. That’s right, isn’t it.”
His mother nodded. “There, you see now.”
Bambi became serious again. “Are we the only ones, or are there other deer?”
“Certainly,” said his mother. “There are lots of them.”
“Where are they?” Bambi exclaimed.