Oh Deer!
The fawn-
I noticed this little baby just yesterday, with no mother in sight.
The poor thing is barely older than a wobbly newborn, but made its way toward the deer trail which leads to a secluded meadow.
I'm hoping for the best...
posted by SierraBella at 9:49 AM
5 Comments:
That's amazing -- such a tiny one able to find the trail and follow it! I'll hope for the best along with you. Looks like a beautiful place to live.
eclectic-
Welcome!
I'm so hoping it'll be OK.
Last July 4th was our big mountain lion sighting...
Hope your birthday was good.
The tiny ones always survive, they are safe in His hands.
I have my fingers crossed for the little thing.
jac-
That's a comforting sentiment.
I'm not religious, but God's plan isn't always geared toward earthly survival, right?
squirl
We watched a pair of fawns, a male and a female, grow up. The male we called Brokenhorn after a few years of hard living.
One year we missed seeing him and thought the worst.
The following year he appeared, in all his Brokenhorn glory, with a new family!
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