Where can I go? The plight of white-tailed deer trying to survive the wake of human sprawl.
A real time accounting of our second white-tailed fawn scenario since moving here. The first resulted in a fawn needing to be shot to put it out of misery – agonizing misery. I wrote about it on Facebook because it was an emotional horror for me. I’m into saving or at the very least making a damn good effort to intervene … so having to have an animal shot – for any reason – is horrifying to me.