Deer In the Yard

The Wee Wolves saw the doe come out of the forest with her twin fawns, but they did nothing more than aim their nose down hill and wag their tails. I was half asleep in the chair next to the shed, but looked up to where they were pointing. Good dogs. They know what is permitted.

I put the Wee Wolves inside the fence, grabbed the camera out of the mudroom, and walked to get a shot. The doe was clearly visible, but the fawns were not. I squeezed off a few shots, moved five feet, and both fawns shot out from behind a tiny bit of greenery 20 feet in front of me. How had I missed both of them?