3. A Fawn is Born

This fawn grew robust quickly.  It was so much sturdier now than when it first wobbled around the corner.  For the second two weeks of the fawn’s life I got to see quite a bit of learning.  It learned to eat in addition to nursing, to trot, to put itself down for naps (bed itself).

Learning to browse, fawn mouth-wrestles a piece of grass. At this age, their ruminant, multi-chamber stomachs are still developing.
The fawn trot
Learning to take care of itself and stay safe, fawn heads to grape vine hidey-hole for a nap.

The mom’s pretty impressive, too, using every inch of her smallish self to get done what a doe’s gotta do.

Mid July, unavoidable property management work finally starts up here and on neighboring properties, so briefly it’s a little loud and busy.  The doe and fawn grow scarce and they’re not on the property at all by July 19th.  I assume they leave because of all the new commotion or maybe because it’s just normal fawn-raising to move after 5 weeks.  I wonder if there’s any chance she’s headed off to wherever Pi is. It’s not an unreasonable guess given what we know about deer and communal behavior. And that’s Guinevere’s story for now.

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