sad fawn story

The miracle of seeing twin fawns was inspiring during the past month. Sadly, yesterday as I was driving my hill country backroad I passed the ever present vultures tearing at the body of a little fawn. About one half mile further I passed another group of demon birds over the bloated body of the other small fawn. But what brought me to tears was the image of the mother deer one hundred yards away watching.

New Fawn

Nothing could be cuter than a baby deer standing right in front of you wondering who you are or what you are. This new fawn was high above the bluff over the Medina River in Pipe Creek.