I, on the other hand, ran over an already dead deer.
My mom saw the dead deer lying in the road.
In the back of the car, on the floor, was a dead deer, quite evidently newly killed.
"I'd like to bring home a dead deer," Michael said.
"It was a couple feet from a dead deer in the woods."
People are like wolves on a dead deer out there.
A dead deer lies there only feet from the verge.
The people from around here tell us when there is a dead deer.
Now, without her power, she looked harmless, like the dead deer.
He was carrying a small dead deer upon his shoulders.