I had this little one visit us the other day. The dogs were outside and barking up a storm and when I went to investigate this little cutie was what had their tails in a twist. Well, Ginger doesn’t have a tail but Nikita does. Ginger was being brave while she had back up and barking from atop the patio while Nikita was down close to the baby. Neither one of them would get close so the baby just walked past them and jumped onto the patio. Ginger ran under the bushes and Nikita barked from the steps. I felt sorry for the deer, it didn’t know what to do but obviously wasn’t afraid of the dogs or me. This little deer must have just been born because its legs were still wobbly. I’m calling the deer “it” because I can’t tell if its male or female and I wasn’t looking underneath to find out. The poor little thing was following me around the patio and crying, it was heartbreaking. It was lost without its mom and just wanted comfort but I knew I couldn’t touch it and leave a human scent on it. I was just hoping the mom would come back for it and wasn’t hit by a car. It jumped down into the herb garden and went under the deck and after I put my two killers in the house I went out to look for it but it was gone.
I found out from a neighbor who cuts our lawn that there are two babies the mother doe hid in our bushes at the back of the property. One of them came out to run alongside the lawnmower so he stopped mowing. He’s a hunter so he knows all about the habits of the deer around here. He told me the mother hides the babies during the day to keep them from the coyotes since they have no scent yet and she does. I also learned that it was a good thing I didn’t touch them and leave a human scent on them (although I really did want to pet it and comfort it). Then the mama doe goes down to the swamp for the day or into one of the hay fields around here and comes back at night. So that was my wildlife lesson for the week.
Here are a few pictures of Bambi:
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| "The Mighty Hunter" |
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| "And you call yourself a ferocious German Shepherd. Ha! I'm not scared of you!" |
