Mother and Fawn

The fawn that was born in May to the lame White-tailed deer that lives in our part of the neighborhood looks like it’s doing well. Early yesterday evening we saw both mother and fawn browsing near the edge of the woods just below our tomato garden. The mother – the one I call Braveheart because she’s lived for so long with one crippled front leg – looks a little thin, but otherwise seems fine, with bright, alert eyes. The young one looks strong and healthy, and has lost most of its spots, with just a few still lingering on its rump.

Tonight they both browsed on grassy weeds as they made their way along their usual path across the yard and into the woods, but a few days ago we also watched the mother munching on a juicy, overripe tomato from our compost pile.

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