My neighbor and friend, Pat, saw this little fawn when it was first born… maybe hours old. It was the tiniest thing… so we have been watching out for it, hoping it would survive the wild.
With a lot of support and love from its doting mom, it seems to be a happy, healthy little one.
We have been very fortunate since living up north that we have seen quite a number of different animals, including those fantastically cute baby elk. But in the time that we have lived here we had yet to see any baby deer (fawn) with it’s spots still on.
Better late than never. We were very surprised to see this little baby fawn, still with her spots, this late in the year. Normally the babies make their first appearance in June. It’s hard to imagine this little one so young just as we are going into winter.
I am still learning my animal species… but it appeared that this endearing photo of this little fawn’s peck on ‘mom’s’ cheek was not well received. The fawn looks to be a white tail… while the mom dear was a mule deer…. strange bed fellows indeed. The ensuing sequence had this mean mom dear strike the little fawn with it’s foot, causing the fawn to run away in it’s real mom’s direction.
It seemed the little family was hanging out together, with dad staying close by.
She is absolutely adorable, such a precious little thing. So vulnerable with all the newness and wonder in her eyes. What a privilege and pleasure to see her. Watching her seemingly experience her ‘firsts’ was a real treat.
In the New Year we were welcomed with snow… and deer. It’s an awesome way to start the new year with fresh snow and new life. This deer mama brought her deer baby (probably 6 months old). Fantastic. Happy New Year!