My uncle (was living with my grandparents and my uncle was only like 18 so living there too) brought a fawn home one day. It was jsut laying in the middle of the road and couldn't have been more then a few hours old. Most we could figures (well I was liek eight so best other people could figure lol) was that it either couldn't walk fast enough and was abandond, abandonded for whatever other reason, or since it was the road its mother was hit or something and he just didn't know anything else to do and layed down in the middle of the road. Being eight I of course wanted to keep him lol, he ended up at a local park that had an animal area, one of which is a bunch of white tale....what I wouldn't give for five minutes in that pen, immunity, and a .30-06
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