Earlier on his way home from work, he saw a doe with her little fawn right beside our dirt road. He stopped, but the doe took off, leaving the fawn in the ditch.
When I got home, I had to check it out (against Kb's wishes). I would've missed him if it hadn't been for his extra large ears.
He's so tiny! I'm not sure how old he is, but his legs are still wobbly.
I notified my dad, hunter extraordinaire. He reassured me that the mama knows where the little guy is at. I hope he's right.
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