Working along the fence line in the pasture yesterday, Dave found this little fellow snuggled in under the trees.
He was so well hidden that Dave almost tossed a tree branch on top of him, but caught it in time and shifted it to the side.
Look between the cut branch and the rail on the ground to 'spot the fawn.' Right where the leaves touch the rail, in fact. Very hard to see.
We were worried that perhaps this was the fawn that belonged to the dead doe... that perhaps we had 'rescued' the wrong fawn, but Mom came along with a few hours and took the little guy back into her close care.
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