Yesterday a familiar face wandered into our neighborhood. I’d seen him with his mom earlier last fall. But today Mommy Deer was nowhere to be found. I, of course, was worried for the little guy, especially when he let myself and my kids get this close.
He came no closer than four feet away and I was mesmerized.
He paused long enough to get a good look then off he went as graceful as could be.
Today the poor little darling came back. Alone. I now fear the his Mom is gone for good. Probably the victim of an accident with a car. I’ve seen way to many deer along the side of the road near our rural town.
I reluctantly let Lea take out some apples for the little fellow.
He gobbled them right up.
I know we can’t continue to give him treats or become too friendly with him. If he gets too used to us, then it will be so much easier for him to get hurt by the next car driving along. He’s just so small and my heart breaks that he’s alone.
So we’ll watch from our front window and wish him well.
And be grateful that he graced us with his presence.