On our local news several nights ago was a story about a yearling bull moose. Apparently, his mother ran him off when she had another calf this season, and he decided to "adopt" a human family for a few days. He hung out with the people and their dog, and like having his ears scratched. The footage showed the kids hugging him and he apparently wasn't fazed by the camera crew, either because he seemed to enjoy the attention he was getting. As big as moose are, little kids wouldn't be able to hug his head unless he leaned down to encourage the contact. After a few days of socializing, he took off.
Last summer, a doe and her two fawns regularly slept on our front lawn overnight. I haven't seen her this summer, but the sleep-overs started in July if I recall, and went right up through fall. When the apples were ripe, I would shake the tree a bit if there weren't any "drops" on the ground for them. I've got to say, I don't expect bucks to drape themselves over our raised herb-garden, though.