Sunday, August 23, 2009

Natures Sorrow

So maybe not a happy ending after all. 2 days ago the mother showed up to eat with both fawns. I could tell something was wrong. Her tongue was hanging out and she had trouble keeping it in her mouth. She could eat but had trouble controlling her tongue, it just keep flopping out. On the side of her mouth was a large marble size growth. Weeds were all over her. She looked thin.

Yesterday and today just one fawn is coming. Covered with weeds. Usually the mother will keep the coat cleared. I searched the woods with my eyes and no other deer to be found. Faintly in the wind a smell of carrion.

There is not much to do. I could put out more food in the bird feeders but I don't think the fawn is old enough to survive alone. If I call the pound they will say to just leave it. Maybe the mother is still around. My gut tells me not though. I have been watching these deer for 13 years. You learn their patterns. And its so cute.


lisaschaos said...

Dang - I thought mom was going to make it. The wee one is SO cute! I hope it can survive - you are its angel!

madcobug said...

That is so sad. I hope the fawn can make it but with winter coming soon it may not. Helen

gina said...

so sad...maybe you are this wee one's guardian angel and he will keep coming to you for food. my fingers are crossed.

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