I was sitting at the breakfast table when I saw a doe trotting past the window. Following behind was a tiny fawn, too wobbly to keep up. The little thing decided to take a rest and it plopped down right against my cultimulcher. I snuck out and snapped a pic. Mom stood 80 yards away, nervously watching me. 2 hours later, the fawn was gone.
The other pic was a different one, I assume...taken a couple days before the culti-fawn pic.
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