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.